Trekking Through The Endless Sands Of Sahara Desert Merzouga
Photo courtesy of Angeli C. Picazo (taken October 17, 2014)
Sahara Desert Merzouga changes its colors from golden to rose pink to rust red according to the time of day. The Sahara is obviously an overwhelming spectacle that was worth the challenge of the drive. We took the bus from Fez at the station near the medina because it was cheaper. I already expected the ride to be uncomfortable because sand dunes are not asphalted. There are taxis but the usual tourist price is fairly steep. The tour operator has arranged for a guide who is surprisingly a linguist, a professional photographer and an exemplary guide who tried to fix my shesh the way that Moroccans tie their turbans on their heads.
The reason why we came to Merzouga was to experience the sand dunes of the Sahara Desert. On our first night at camp, tents were set up with surprising comfortable wooden beds with foam padding. A fabulous dinner of lamp tangine was cooked and served at camp which we ate under the zillion of stars that illuminated the endless sand dunes.
We were all set up for an early day trip to experience the sand dunes on the back of camels. Some of the tourists did not want to experience the excruciating heat of the sun and decided to spend the day inside the tents. They certainly missed the camel train which was ready and waiting for us to go. The camels perched down on the sand waiting for us to begin our journey were one of the experiences I won’t forget.
Photograph courtesy of Angeli C. Picazo (taken on October 17, 2014)
One by one, we climbed the backs of the camels and they raised high up into the air. As the camel train approached the first sand dune, the landscape opened up before my eyes and everything that I could see was sand in every direction. There was nothing except for shadows casted to the east. My legs and my bottom were excruciatingly painful but the shadows created by the camels were much more interesting. Our guide was in a good mood and he kept telling us that we’d better hold on tightly to the camel otherwise we might be left behind in the endless span of sand.