I have seen the desert that separate Marrakech and the Atlas mountain, but this is nothing like it. There were the sand dunes, the rocky treacherous dunes hills and mountains.
I never expected it to look that treacherous, even the sight of it from the comfort of the airconditioned German recon coach was frightening.
Imagine an escape on camels in the heat.
The bus ride took 6 hours door to door. The camel caravan i understand takes over a month for the 400 km distance.
Had it been winter, it would be less challenging.
And what about the trip from Palestine to the mother of all cities? The trip by the aging patriach with a fully laden second lady to escape the nagging of the matriach.