those sweet and for us unusual creatures fascinated us. mostly chained to their owner to carry eager tourists, in the south they were wild and free and just such joy to watch. Love those smiles 🙂
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undulating in the air
amtoudi, not mentioned in any history books and far off the beaten track, twenty ton of vehicles travel as high on curvy skinny routes as they could, having their drivers venture out hiking onto little traveled paths, to well preserved old granaries that served as a hiding and battling ground for rival tribes. with stunning views from below and above, baffled, they jumped in some natural pools, hidden between perfectly shaped rocks, smoothed by millions of years of cascading water …. a cooling welcome to their heated bodies and overnighty on a dried river bed.
taghazoute
last days in this cute little surfer spot was so healing. great beaches, waves, wonderful people and joyful time … i will be back 🙂
c’est dengue
when you are sick to the core, it is time to go home. dengue has it’s incubation period and out of nowhere it hits hard. anything could have happened, traveling the way we did … i dealt with long drives, desert storm, cold and heat, foreign food and drinks, assholes, beggars, ghosts, nice and difficult people, have seen lots of beauty and some ugliness … then some little beast, as tiny as a needle-head bites you and shoots up your body temperature up to 41 degrees and brings you to your knees and hospital. morocco … you have been quite an experience.
from 0 to 120km/h
plage blanche, 250km, of white dunes stretching along the atlantic coast, inviting to solitude and speed, incredible sunsets, great waves for surfing, as well as wonderful people. a must stay and see in morocco.
120 km/h:
coucher du soleil en maroc
the ending of a grand day and start of a night, the sun’s last rays stroking the earth and our souls. each waning day, beauty surrounded us in the most magnificent spots of this country.Â
rising to the dead
and earths broken skin. an eerie evening filled with beautiful sounds of invisible birds, motor tunes of cars that weren’t there and alarming footsteps in the middle of the night had us geared up and armed with what our needed defenses offered. in the silence of another sunny day, a welcome meditation spot on a nearby hill developed on approach to a graveyard, further down a corpse of a lamb, near the truck. good bye death valley, you were truly interesting.

(un)spoiled
when silence becomes your favorite tune, starry skies and waxing crescent your light, warm desert sand your suit, the sun your blanket, solitude your best companion, warm beer your most delicious drink, and a day you don’t want to end

عرق الشبي
the massive dunes of erg chebbi were the most stunning highlight so far. after sandstorm, rainfall and freezing conditions, (snow just 100km away) morocco has never seen, we dove gently into the dunes at sunrise, took our time in the peace and quiet to take in each mount, each shadow, color play with the light and sun. temperatures are rising and we are happy to be free of thick clothing, masks, and the dunes and sand that found its way into the truck and into every crevice of our bodies.
from heavy rain to desert storm
mother nature gave us all she got the last twenty four hours, earth laden skies, heavy rain and a desert storm even the moroccans don’t experience often. long strolls into the gorgeous orange dunes of erg chebbi stunned us. waking up to the view of the soft hills in front of us is such incredible treat. the winds are supposed to ebb tomorrow, for us to make miles in this mind blowing terrain.
sundanzz 