The last few days had us on the road through a series of little towns, all kinds of scenery, a host of riads and casbahs for the night and a lot of uncontrolled laughter in the car.
A paved road, then suddenly there were people around too. And little restaurants and riads (hotels) to crash at.
My bed and "clean clothes" in the casbah/riad. You know you've been on the road for a while when you have no idea what's in your suitcase and your concept of clean clothes is whatever you weren't wearing before your shower. Wake up, get dressed, have a cup of coffee and get back on the road: more towns, more bends in the road, more coffee stops and more sunsets await.
And somehow, we just don't seem to get tired of it. Or when we do, we turn up the music.
Tonight has us in a riad where we actually have a tub! And really hot water. And fire in the room. The water turned black after each one of us. Luckily, I got to use it first. A little more road to cover tomorrow and now that I am all clean, all I want to do is hit the sack -- so, bye for now.
So it doesn't look like the above has posted [intermittent internet connections here], well here I am again checking in after a good night's sleep. Can't believe what a difference a hot bath made!
Might be looking like a caveman still, nevertheless this 10-hour unlimited access to hot running water is beyond appreciated! Ready to hit the road -- should be in Casablanca tonight.
This 4WD is starting to feel like a primary residence and I think it's safe to say that we have grown beyond familiar with each others' body-clocks. I can't decide if I like the scenery, the music or the company best, never a dull moment with these two, that's for sure.
Let's just say nowhere in the whole world would I'd rather be right now than right here, under the Saharan sky. No wifi here (obviously) so I am not sure how and when this will post & in what sequence things might or might not appear here, but it goes with the territory: In the Sahara there is no such thing as time.
We each have a tent, we have all the space and time and we have each others' company (world class company!).
I did have a few visitors last night in the form of wild donkeys (and some freezing temperatures) but let me tell you, the desert sky makes it all, including the loooong journey to get here more than worth it.
Agnes: If it's the same latitude here as it is in Tampa then how come the Sahara is a desert and Tampa is not?
Ernie: The Sahara is a desert because it wants to be a desert.
Agnes: You mean you think it has a soul?
Ernie: I don't know. Maybe.
Ernie does, once in a while say something that makes words worth having. The rest of time he just keeps Lucky and I endlessly entertained by his various expectations (skim milk macciato is my current favorite).
I am gonna log off, no internet anyway, talk to you once back in civilization.