Auberge le Petit Prince
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TravelPod Member ReviewsAuberge le Petit Prince Merzouga
A lovely campsite right on the edge of the dunes with very clean sanitary facilities and a great restaurant serving excellent food at a reasonable price. From here, you can ride a dromedary to a camp a couple of hours away. Their desert camp is nestled into the side of a dune so easy to scramble up for the sunset and sunrise. Dinner was fantastic as was the unexpected entertainment with African drums and singing. Definitely recommend.
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- Arrived in Merzouga at 6 AM after a 12-hour night bus, and was pleased to discover my auberge was called 'le petit prince'.
- Hiked up a 150m sand dune and napped in exhaustion at the top.
- Rode a camel with an attitude into a desert camp at the foot of a huge dune.
- Watched the sun set and rise over the desert from the …
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... clapping his hands to roust us out of our desert slumber.
Pretty quick up and out as we were racing the sun to catch the dunes change color from indigo to red to adobe to tan. Mission accomplished. But I missed the initial few seconds of the sun's red glow. It's hard to look over your shoulder on a camel.
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