Morocco - Merzouga: 2 days in Desert Sahara
2 days from 7 days in Morocco, we spent in the Erg-Shebi desert near the city Merzouga. This is the Western Sahara. Part with dunes occupied an area from 22 to 5 km. The sand is very shallow and has a bright red brick colorю Bright blue sky in the afternoon, and millions of stars in the black sky at night. Unreal contrast and silence, in which you can hear how the wind plays with sand and every second changes landscape imperceptibly to the eyes. But this, not quenched, wind power eventually changes the landscape, transferring the dunes from one place to another, wiping traces of camels and people.
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Our luxery camp. In each tent there are large bed, table, a socket, a toilet and a shower with hot water. The floors are carpeted, the blankets are very very warm, for heating in the wintertime there is a gas burner.
Moroccan tea with mint and peanuts as a compliment from the camp.
On the territory of the camp there are such places for rest, a common tent, where you have breakfasts, lunches and dinners in winter. In the summer tables are put on the sand - you eat among the dunes). There is also a place for campfire, where you can listen to Berber songs in the evening and dance around the fire.
We were in the first days of January. In the day the temperature reached +20, but it seemes hotter on the sun, specially when you walk in dunes, up to the hill, then down, then again up to the hill, good cardio). At night, the temperature dropped to 6-8 degrees. As in winter in Montenegro. As soon as the sun went away, it's getting colder instantly. Sand, fast gives all the heat accumulated during the day, and it is impossible to sit on it. Despite this, on the first night we went to lie among the dunes, to look at the endless stars, whose bright in the pure air and without external light seemed unreal.
Sandboarding. On such a pseudo-view of * bording, even here are competitions. Well, I do not ride a board, and decided to use it as a slide for skinig. As a little child, riding for the first time towards the end of the mountain, when the speed seemed too high, with a cheerful cry, opening my mouth, I began to brake with my feet. As a result, the mouth and the face were full of the sand. But it was funny)
Пожалуй, Венеция — это тот город, который узнается на любой его фотографии. Все, что в нем есть — его символ. Могли ли предположить создатели первых домов на сваях в попытке бега от постоянных нападений вестготов, что город превратится в сильную республику, а в нынешнее время будет одним из самых посещаемых туристами мест в мире.