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Our next stop: the Sahara. We leave Boulemane and the Middle Atlas - with all its wind and snow - behind us. On the road through Midelt we are once again reminded of Switzerland. Or rather of the Thurgau. Almost every roundabout is decorated with art and this is almost exclusively some kind of apple. Why not?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We stop near the Hassan II dam where we find a spot among date palms and olive trees. It's finally getting warmer again, at least during the day. The cold of the previous days is soon forgotten. We hardly meet any people in this place. A family is having their Sunday picnic next to us. A shepherd drives his herd of goats, which sound absurdly human, past us. A man from the neighboring premises says hello and that he would like to have tea with us the next day. And he wants to bring us something to eat. Which he then does. Just after dark, there's a knock on our bus and Said stands there with bowls of vegetable rice, bread and dates from his property. The next morning he comes by again and drinks tea with us and brings us Berber pizza. He doesn't want to accept payment, but he does accept one of our headlamps. <\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n