Once again, my image of what the Sahara Desert would be like only slightly reflects reality.
I didn’t expect to find this very productive farm amidst sand dunes.
The farmer’s father, once a member of a nomadic tribe, used ancient techniques to find water. The family hand dug two wells: one with salty water and the other with “sweet” water for drinking. They combine water from both wells for irrigation and livestock.
You might recognize Goldie from an earlier post. She given to me by Bonnie, my grand-niece, before the start of our trip. Photos of Goldie’s escapades have been making their way back to Massachusetts on a regular basis.
As you can see, one of the farmer’s goats was quite taken with Goldie.
Our camp was
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