KemKemia Bivouac Erg Chebbi Merzouga
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... meat at the ritziest hotel in town for 45 euro (that is for the three of us). Oh and most unusually for a Muslim country, we're immediately set upon by a drunk in front of the bus station where we parked to seek out our bed for the night. Shortly after he was joined by another equally drunk local although not quite as obnoxious. As he spoke at you spit went everywhere. A perfect one man delivery system for lord knows what. The second guy ...
... as the queue shed its human load, shed his material load of rather smart footwear, other clothes and bags whilst retaining a blanket to wrap himself in – and so became Blanket Boy.
Once we had possession of these highly desirable keys we headed for the hills where we discovered a rather hospitable and caring breed of policemen (even though they still had a small black gun to kill you with hanging around their waist). They came upon us in ...
... with white cotton belts around their hips. One beautiful, fluffy-black-haired angel didn't have her head covered; she wore a silk, red-and-silver dress with decorative nets dangling from her sleeves and waist.
Unfortunately for me, the dance floor - and the rest of the wedding - were almost 100% segregated by gender.
Outside beneath the stars, enjoying the party, Ezahid and I talked. This slim thirty-one-year-old ...
... s full of trylobite (sp?) and other fossils so they now mine these huge chunks of rock and turn them into gorgeous tables, fountains, etc. Roger bought a rock with a fossil inside and while I was waiting, Hamid bought me a beautiful bowl and gave it to me for my birthday!
We left there and met up with Tata again, this time at his home. There was another couple there travelling with Journey Beyond Travel who were very nice, and didn't complain ...
... with them, extremely pushy businessmen, we are not used to being told what we will do on our travels. Bollocks we said and told them we wanted to be close to town for supplies of food and cigarettes. We wanted to hook up our own camel deal face to face with a camel man in town but we didnt tell them that. We knew what their game was and we didnt like it and refused to be told what to do. There was many lies being told. We were even offered ...