Okaimeden - Mohammed Cous Cous

On our second evening, when returning from our climb I bumped into Mohammed Couscous who was walking back to his village after an unsucessful day of trying to sell a few fossils to the three tourists that he had met. It was freezing cold, his shoes worn through and clothes tattered, but he spoke french!
Elfi and I rummaged through our clothes and gave him everything that wad not essential, clothes, shoes, and several packs of coffee we had with us inviting him to sell them if he wants to generate some income for his 5 kids.
He spoke of desperate poverty in the region!
Oh my god, how privileged and lucky we are❤️Read more