There's something so calming about deserts, whether they're made of the finest grains of sand or the roughest rocks. The quiet, the radiating heat and cool nights, the colours... I have loved deserts since I was a child, since my family left California for Dubai in the early 80s. There's a vivid, clinging memory in my mind of watching a snake move across the yellow sand past the wall of my primary school, the scent of oleanders on the breeze.
The peace I found in Figuig's surrounding desert was a welcome respite after a hectic time in Rabat. Work routines need to be broken by little adventures. It's good for the soul.
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