Headed to the Sahara, we crossed the Atlas Mountains. On the way, in the cedar groves in the national park, we saw monkeys. Then we visited nomads in their cozy, makeshift home; they radiated happiness and humble pride. We had lunch in a private home where we watched the bread being made and cooked over the fire; it was by far the best bread of our trip. Then we hiked in the arid plain with mountain views, and I did a little photo study of the date palms. At dinner, the table was decorated with rose petals for our daughter’s birthday, and they sang to her with a delicious chocolate cake.
daughter’s henna the next day
The enormous chunks of sugar they put in their tea (WAY TOO SWEET for me!)
How the date sugar comes
Our driver sporting his traditional jalaba
This homemade bread was the best bread of our trip
olive groves
Rose petals on the table for our daughter’s birthday
Amazing! Thank you Polly for sharing these pictures of your trip. I look at that humble abode and think of the thousands of million/multi-million homes that have been burned in Los Angeles. I am a native Californian and live in CA. The fires are hundreds of miles away from me. I pray for all those devastated by the fires.
I’m feeling for all those people too.