rjadelsonourlife: Sept. 28. Camel Ride in Desert.

Hotel. Chergui. We are in the desert. It is hot, dry, and Berber people.
Bedroom was dark. Small window that was covered with cloth to keep out the sun. High ceilings. All tile and our laundry dried in no time. This is the best hotel they can find in this desert area. The pool looked like an oasis.

Every bathroom has had a bidet.

All the meals were buffet. Good food and so many different items. They roast all types of vegetables. Salad of all types. Hot prunes, raisens. All cooked in Tangines.

As we left the hotel we were serenaded with music.

We loaded into five four wheel drive Toyotas. This is one of the cars.

Nothing but desert. There were some building in the far distance. The sand storm made it hard to see.

Strong wind. It was hard to stand straight. Look at my hair!

Merzouga desert, sand dunes. Edge of the Sahara.
It took about one hour to get to the location of the camel ride. The road was paved, then stone and then just tire tracts. In a sand storm, the road would be covered. Bumpy and fun. We could see some Berber houses / tents. No schooling for the kids. Life is just survival. No electricity, Do not know know how they can live in such conditions. There was a hotel near They would need to walk to wells for water. where we rode. It we had gone on the OATS tour we would have spent two,days in this god forsaken place. And it would have been in a sand storm. Sleeping in a tent! We arrived at the building and were seated in a room. Sand was blowing everywhere and the building had quite a lot of sand in it, on the floor. We waited and waited for the storm to calm down. So the camel riders began to play music for us.

Video of the wind and blowing sand.

It was finally decided we could, would ride the camel. Jack and I got geared up. Scarf covering our faces with eyes out. Some people put a scarf over the entire face. I wore my RUTH scarf that Rosa And Ed bought me years ago..

Many of the men were not wearing shoes and there was camel poop everywhere. Notice how their face are covered.

My camera got sand into it and stopped working. Thanks goodness I got it working with a hair dryer and my finger nail. Luckily some one took a picture of jack and me. I had to take a picture from their camera. They left their iPad somewhere and it is being mailed to their home.

The young girls were sitting on a sand dune watching. My joke is - it was Sat. Night and they were Waiting for their dates. No true . When we were coming in from the ride, there were motor scooters coming from the hotel nearby.

Fattah, our guide.

There were 23 riders in our group. We were in the middle. I was afraid to turn around and photograph in the back and then the camera got the sand in it and stopped working.

Food at the hotel. You can not eat in local resturants. As it is my stomach is shaky. Only bottled water everywhere. And the Moroccans have to purify their water.
A plate of starters