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The Eastern Dunes

October 6th, 2009 by · 2 Comments · Africa, Morocco

It was a local bus, it stopped everywhere. As we inched our way toward Algeria and into the Sahara, the military presence increased in every town. Finally, a taxi dropped us off in the middle of the desert, a ghost town. We were fifty kilometers from the border.

In a small garden courtyard, over a pot of tea, I negotiated hard, a camel for my girl, a night in the desert. A deal was struck and my guide and I walked alongside Darlene, regal on her camel. From high in the dunes, we could gaze over the black Sahara and into Algeria.

That night, after a fiery sunset, the moon rose over our camp, a valley in the dunes, a lone date palm, and a grumpy caravan of camels. Two cots pushed together, we slept in the open air, under a pile of wool blankets.

All quiet on the eastern front.


  • October 15th, 2009 by Bill & Donna

    WOW! looks wonderful, wish we were there. sounds as if you two are having the time of your lives, that is a good,dance,and live as if there is no safe keep the wind to your back and pee down wind. dad & donna

  • October 15th, 2009 by Mom

    I wanted to see Darlene on top of a camel.
    My friend wants to see your blog. I gave her your site.

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