15 August 2014

The one-donkey town

Akka, in the ante-atlas is a tiny, linear town where the wind blows up a mini tornado of dust at one end of the street and men practice an air of lassitude outside a little cafe at the other.

The heat is unspeakable.

The landrover has its bonnet up to cool down and I'm downing my once-annual Coca-Cola to boost fluids and sugars.

Last night we enjoyed spontaneous hospitality near Guelmim and the night before we went to our friend's oasis. I quickly made friends;

Hundreds more km to go...

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