Writing to y'all here from the windy ocean side of Essaouira. Tiffany and I met up with my friends from Belgium, Daphne and Chloe, in Marrakech, and after a day or so of some intense city life have retreated to the calm by the sea. Even the hostel we are staying is playing this chill French lounge music that I expect Ken would really enjoy.
Since I have not written in quite a bit I would like to catch up on a few things.
We left Fes on a night bus that brought us to the outskirts of the Sahara Desert in the early morning hours. There we met a guide to take us on a cliche, but well worth it, overnight camel trek. We spent the day waiting for the heat to die down in a beautiful Kasbah owned by his family, I think- family seems to be a fairly all inclusive term. Leaving the grit of the city, we felt well posh in the calm heat of the day.
Around 5 we headed into the desert. In this part of Morocco, from what I understand there are only dromedaires, one humped camels. We climbed atop our trusty transport and headed into the expanse of sand, full of orange waves that seem to swallow any grounded concept of where you are.
Hopefully these photos will give you a glimpse of it. The beauty is contrasted by the visibility of the Algerian border. Which is a very contentious space as I have learned. I have only got bits and pieces on the politics of the area and need to read up on it. But, so far I have gathered that the area is somewhat autonomous as the desert is expansive and difficult to navigate without an innate or well learned knowledge of it. In addition, because the desert is part of Morocco, Algeria has been cut off from direct access to the Atlantic Ocean. I need to learn more about this all, please forgive any misconceptions.
After the desert Tiffany and I had our guide drive us through several gorges into Ouarzazate. The gorges were beautiful, something like the Grand Canyon of Morocco. The sides of the gorge walls are covered with these rock formations better known as monkey fingers, as they resemble very much our primate siblings´fingers.
Alrighty must head off the computer now, sorry about the inverted photos. more later!
big love
Since I have not written in quite a bit I would like to catch up on a few things.
We left Fes on a night bus that brought us to the outskirts of the Sahara Desert in the early morning hours. There we met a guide to take us on a cliche, but well worth it, overnight camel trek. We spent the day waiting for the heat to die down in a beautiful Kasbah owned by his family, I think- family seems to be a fairly all inclusive term. Leaving the grit of the city, we felt well posh in the calm heat of the day.
Hopefully these photos will give you a glimpse of it. The beauty is contrasted by the visibility of the Algerian border. Which is a very contentious space as I have learned. I have only got bits and pieces on the politics of the area and need to read up on it. But, so far I have gathered that the area is somewhat autonomous as the desert is expansive and difficult to navigate without an innate or well learned knowledge of it. In addition, because the desert is part of Morocco, Algeria has been cut off from direct access to the Atlantic Ocean. I need to learn more about this all, please forgive any misconceptions.
Alrighty must head off the computer now, sorry about the inverted photos. more later!
big love
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