Riad Malal
Travel Blogs from Zagora
Sharif monument, library, and pottery
... by a small wall and always with a women's entrance. The only place men & women may intermix during prayer is while on pilgrimage to Mecca.
Ab in die Wüste
... Mohammeds Sirirou von Discovery South Morocco. Es geht in die kleine Wüste Nekhla, die der vor der Stadt liegt. Wir sind ca. 2,5 Stunden auf Kamel unterwegs – das reicht auch für einen weißen, ungeübten Hintern – bis wir unser Biwak-Camp erreichen. Leider ist es durch den Wind und die Bewölkung recht kühl. Sand ist tatsächlich vorhanden, hatten wir doch schon eine reine Steinwüste erwartet. Zum Sonnenuntergang zeigt sich zum Glück auch ...
Morocco So Far...
... in the road brought us closer to death. The gorge itself was like being in a chalky redish pink version of the Rockies and the silence and blanket of stars at night made the long trip from Meknes worthwhile.
And now, another long day on the bus and we have reached the gateway to one part of the Sahara. Tomorrow we will head out there with our camels and our cameras. And the heat. Wish us luck!
Lots of love,
Kristin
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Endless Beauty
... Short for his true Arabic name. The Berber men did not speak any English and so we were communicating by smiles, laughter and finger pointing. I cautiously lifted one leg over the camel and sat down on the saddle, then held on tight as I had no idea what was going to happen. Straight away the camel lifted its backside, throwing me forward, and then it lifted up its front feet, throwing me back, and then it evened itself out straightening out its back legs. Wow, what ...
Arabian Nights
... genuine smiles, flashing their decaying teeth (if they had teeth). One of the Berbers waved us over to a circle of seated camels, or dromedaires as they were called. The camels grunted and chewed their cud with teeth worse than their keepers. These camels were of the 'one hump' variety and required a saddle made from a metal frame and a stack of Berber blankets in order to be ridden. We were each introduced to our respective camels (mine named Mahmoude, Stefano's was ...