We got up early this am and drove to the dunes where we got on camels. I love camels and I loved plodding across the sand on my camel. The Moroccans have lots of camels, but usually just ride the males. We rode for over an hour with those soft hooves printing on the dunes. I dressed in long sleeves and a turban wrapped in the “Berber” style. The driver of our rig wrapped it for me and it was snug! But It kept the sun off and the flies from biting, so all was good.
We got off the camels and boarded the 4x4s and took off road to go see some desert Nomads. They knew we were coming, so when we got to their tent, they offered tea...after they let us look at their set up.It was clean but extremely primitive.A family of 7 and they slept on the ground and cooked outside in a mud oven. The tea was served piping hot with sugar that is carved off a big block. The woman had made bread dough, and while we talked she baked it and brought it to us fresh from the mud oven. It was SO SO good.
Our last evening in the tent brought a pre dinner demo of how to make a “Moroccan Pizza.” Then the Berber woman cooked it and we ate it for dinner! The evening was warm and the wind was blowing sand all over and it was hard to sleep. Desert life is beautiful and quiet, but it’s not an easy life.
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