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My alarm went off at 05:30 this morning to give me enough time to get ready and catch our minibus at 06:15 outside the local mosque. I packed my rucksack with all the things I might need for my night away from the riad and rushed a cup of tea and breakfast on the rood terrace.
Me, Pav, Dave, Tess and Mary-Kate dragged ourselves round and got ourselves comfortable on the bus before we drove around picking up other people who too were taking the excursion ...
... sun had set behind the Atlas Mountains an hour or so later as we rounded the edge of a large sand dune to enter our camp. There was a blaze of light from many torches on the side of the dune. It was a magical way to enter the land of the Berbers dressed as we were and high up on our swaying beasts.
It was a camp built from carpets the Berbers would use; the tents, the floors and the walkways ...
... a shrub, the entire group has to stop and wait - most embarrassing! Clench and walk, clench and walk........ Christina, one of the DA guides shouts for a break. She's not looking too bright but we start off again after a short swig from our bottles and Camelbaks. It's not long before she gives another shout. She is standing a few steps away from me and I watch in disbelief as she staggers side-ways and falls to her knees. She is definitely not feeling good and ...
Day 055: 1 hour, 3.0 kms
Before reaching my next town, I go ahead a sit for a strum in a little orchard. It's been a hot, shadeless walk and I need a break. Soon I’m joined by a local musician, a percussionist who plays at weddings and festivals. He begs me to come back this evening to join him and his friends for a jam ...
... watch the sun set when you know for certain that you've got a bed to sleep in tonight!
Back at the hotel-café, I enjoy a pleasing evening chatting, playing music a sipping tea with the locals—as well as a couple tourists from Belguim passing ...