This weekend, 15 of the volunteers, including myself, went to the Sahara desert after lunch. It was INCREDIBLE. I'm going to share excerpts from my journal in this blog entry.
12/31, on the bus to Zaida:
We are stopping tonight at Zaida before going to Merzouga tomorrow. We are on the trip right now, and Hamza is our guide, and Mohammed is our driver. The following people are on the trip: Denise, Jane, Alyssa, Norell, Guy, Aliza, Sapna, Drew, Caitlin, Melissa, Melissa, Janae, Drishty, and Alice. We are piled into a large van, and the guide gave us scarves as souvenires, all brightly colored. I chose a pink one. Hamza taught us how to put them on our heads as turbans in order to protect ourselves from the desert sand. We have a five hour drive ahead of us, and we are going through the most beautiful countryside. Right now, we are driving past a forest full of cork trees.
We stopped at a gas station for a bathroom break, and at the station was a restaurant called "Cafe Oasis."
Our trip is taking us through the mid-Atlas mountain chain, and written in rocks on the hill is the motto: "God, Country, King." It is beautiful. We have also passed groves of olive trees, men selling pomegranates on the side of the road, and herds of sheep. The trip takes us through Hajeb village, which is all white houses with red roofs and yellow shutters, and men and women in caftans with pointy hoods.
January 1 will be in the next entry.
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