We are now in central Morocco – an area less visited than the other parts of the country. In Rissani we saw the museums and many locally made Berber carpets of all kinds (and of course I succumbed to a kilim:)
Then we headed to our desert encampment. The tents were somewhat more comfortable than the traditional Berbers use and included en-suite bathrooms! What we didn’t expect was a major sandstorm which started as we travelled up the dunes at sunset on our sturdy camels. The speed with which the wind – and therefore the sand – whips up is quite scary. Visibility can vanish very fast. It wasn’t something we thought we’d experience but it certainly gives a bit of an understanding of how hard living in the desert must be.