Palms Hotel Erfoud
Route de Risanni Erfoud, 52200, Morocco
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Step 19: Where's the Beach?!?!
... camels. Mohammed from the hotel promised me that I could ride the camel named Bob Marley. What an awesome thing to be able to say, "I rode Bob Marley through the African Desert." Unfortunately, the guide placed me on the smallest, lightest colored camel named Petertosh aka "Pet-Her-Toosh". Ultimately, I though they named this camel because it likes its bum petted but it is actually named after a famous Jamaican singer, guitarist,and organist named Peter ...
Evacuation
... next door had helped me and the three volunteers before me with everything from broken lights to planting our gardens and he considered us his daughters. The morning after I told him I was leaving he still couldn’t look at me and he could not stop crying. I looked at this poor old man, a devout Muslim with so much love in his heart, and I couldn’t help but think, do the terrorists know the results of their actions? I know ...
Twilight, Tur... Real title doesn't fit. see below
... Pause to marvel at the incredible stars while Sigur Ros ‘Hippopolla’ plays)
We left Merzouga three days ago on camelback and headed off into the dunes. Pau, Marc and I headed off into the depths of the dunes as the sun was falling and as we bobbled along on the back of three beautiful camels the landscape transformed into a deep glowing red, the shaded sides of the dunes falling black and giving a striking definition to what lay before us. We arrived ...
Camels, too many olives, and the Rat (What?)
... we finally arrived at our auberge. Waiting for us in a humpy row were our camels – one each. We unloaded the van into a room at the auberge and locked the door, then shouldered our day packs and picked our animals. I had my sleeping bag with me, but not much else, determined to pretty much sleep in my clothes and not get changed till the next day. So off we went, in a row, one camel’s ...
The Sahara: Twelve Hours in a Screen Saver
... van ready to do this. Before we could head out, we had to gear up - that meant donning a Saharan Turban. We each got a colorful long scarf, I chose indigo blue, and were soon wrapped up. Tie a knot in one end, leaving about ten inches of material. Fit the knot at the back of the base of your head with the long strip of material over the top, then gather the rest at your forehead. Then wrap the slack around your head and tuck the end in. Finally, untie the knot, wrap under ...



