Hotel Kssar Assalassil Erfoud

... and smiles. They poured me tea and had made cookies and cakes. She showed me her Wedding pictures and I showed her my photo album of my family. We hooked my camera up to the TV and watched the photos of my trip so far as a slideshow. His mother and father were very excited. They fed us salad and tajine. Then the sisters dressed me in a traditional wedding dress. It was so much fun!!! Enjoy the pictures.

... we claimed tents we sat and had mint tea, then decided to climb the dune behind the camp to watch the sun set. It was a tough climb, the dune was massive and the sand was so soft it was hard to get a footing. Even climbing sideways across it was tough. I took off my shoes so I could climb more easily, then I had to carry them and was almost crawling a lot of the way. At the peak of the dune it was not as difficult, but still hard to get across. Finally got to ...

... all the dunes, how far down do they go, or is there hard ground underneath? and how do the dunes suddenly just appear from nowhere? no gradual buildup. Its really as though someone drew a line in the sand as if to say to the dunes 'dont cross this line!' Its a very bizarre feeling, being out there. Its almost like what i'd imagine being in a vaccuum is like. No sound, no movement. No birds chirping. The wind had stopped, and everything was ...

... Holland, USA, France and Japan - with one thing in common: the desire to venture east across Morocco's High Atlas Mountains until we reached the small section of Sahara Desert which butted up to the Algerian border. Along the way we saw every different type of desert and mountain landscape: enormous 4000m high grey mountains; hills which looked like they were made from red dirt spewing out of the centre of the earth and then baking in the hot sun ...

... to giggle until we cried. Now, whenever an animal is complaining, one of the five of us will turn to it and inevitably say, "Come back and see us when your paw is on backwards!" After a few bottles of wine and few more beers, we were getting loud and could not stop making light of some of the unusual things that we had all experienced together in this strange country. The two men that worked at the Kasbah had befriended us and offered ...

May 10th KM START = 13,220 (Trip = 2,850 ) KM END = 13,480 (Trip =3,310 ) Route: Chefchaouen > Ouazzane > Fes OK no time for slacking, its off to Fes today, regarded by many as one of the finest example of a walled medina city in the world. Its a short 260km trip there, so we decide to make things a bit interesting by taking some of the squiggly white roads with big numbers on our Michelin map. Second hammam of our visit, followed by a delightful ...

The next day was an all day drive through the Atlas Mountains to Erfoud, the small town that was our home for the night. The hotel at this town was by far the most impressive we stayed in. Most of the hotels were quite good but this one had the wow ...

... to it anyway. It was all very dramatic being out in the Sahara, not far from the Algerian border (very dangerous) while someone is trying to cut someone else. We ended up convincing them not to do it and everyone went to bed. All night the sand blew on us. When we woke up in the morning our blankets were covered with sand. Sand was in every orifice and inside our sleeping bags. Needless to say that was the 2nd night in a row with no sleep. The next day we ran up and down the dunes ...

... landscape was barren with a few hills along the way. As we get closer to the actual Sahara we started to see the palm tree leaf barriers along the road to keep the blowing sands from covering the roadway. After a while we came up to a fossil shop and stopped in to look around. I was excited of course to find that many of the rocks under our feet and around actually contained fossils and so I took a few pictures. Later in the day I managed to find some ...

... it is going to end in tears. His upper body goes faster than his legs..... Mike does one of the greatest face plants I have ever seen. Sand shoots in his ears, eyes, nose..... Tears stream down our faces as all we can do is laugh. It was hysterical. He pours water into his mouth, spitting out kilograms of sand. Mike will spend the next few days sneezing granules out or wiping his eyes free of sand. Poor *******, but it was funny. We wander back in the semi darkness. I stop to ...