Morning time in the Sahara
Today began early, and felt very long by the time it ended. Three of the four of us hadn’t slept well, which caught up with us by the end of the day.
We arose at 5:30, to climb atop a sand dune and watch the sunrise over the Sahara. There was a chill in the air, but it was quite calm and beautiful out.
Slowly more and more people came out – and we realized how many others there really were around us. Coming in late in the darkness of night had afforded us the feeling of solitude in the desert.
The lifeless desert began to take shape as the glowing sun warmed it up and created the most beautifully endless shapes of the light and shadow.
We descended our dune to a desert breakfast, which actually wound up being just day old bread and juice and coffee. There were skiis and snowboards to go down the dunes on – which Gregg was delightfully awaiting – but our plans were cut short by the shuffling onto the camels by our guide, Idir. Though we were the last group to leave, we still felt very rushed.
Though the scenery was unforgettably beautiful riding out of the desert, the camels were uncomfortable, an were chafing our legs at the seams of our jeans. The sand in the pants / camel combination is unfavorable to say the least.
The sky was vivid and clear – and soon enough the distant Atlas mountains came into sight, and we were back at the car.
We offered Idir money to take us to Fex, a 6 – 7 hour ride, but he declined. We didn’t know if it was his fatigue, disinterest or the expiration of the rental car fueling his decision.
***There are more pictures if you use the arrow underneath the thumbnails below! Or just simple keep clicking on each large picture, and it will keep advancing as long as there are more pictures to see!***
We arose at 5:30, to climb atop a sand dune and watch the sunrise over the Sahara. There was a chill in the air, but it was quite calm and beautiful out.
Slowly more and more people came out – and we realized how many others there really were around us. Coming in late in the darkness of night had afforded us the feeling of solitude in the desert.
The lifeless desert began to take shape as the glowing sun warmed it up and created the most beautifully endless shapes of the light and shadow.
We descended our dune to a desert breakfast, which actually wound up being just day old bread and juice and coffee. There were skiis and snowboards to go down the dunes on – which Gregg was delightfully awaiting – but our plans were cut short by the shuffling onto the camels by our guide, Idir. Though we were the last group to leave, we still felt very rushed.
Though the scenery was unforgettably beautiful riding out of the desert, the camels were uncomfortable, an were chafing our legs at the seams of our jeans. The sand in the pants / camel combination is unfavorable to say the least.
The sky was vivid and clear – and soon enough the distant Atlas mountains came into sight, and we were back at the car.
We offered Idir money to take us to Fex, a 6 – 7 hour ride, but he declined. We didn’t know if it was his fatigue, disinterest or the expiration of the rental car fueling his decision.
***There are more pictures if you use the arrow underneath the thumbnails below! Or just simple keep clicking on each large picture, and it will keep advancing as long as there are more pictures to see!***
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