Merzouga and Sahara

We spent a night in Merzouga, a town on the edge of the Sahara desert. It was windy and quite hostile/ the climate and the people. Stepping out of the campervan and walking past the swimming pool on the empty campsite, there was a mound of sand, which if you climbed to the top of the mound, this was all you could see, as far as you looked in both directions. Nothing but sand. It was erie. Obviously there was a guy with a camel, who appeared from nowhere.Читать далее