Today was the long roqd south through Western Sahara. Having dropped down from the Haute Atlas, this was a stark contrast. The vasr barren rock strewn countryside looked like a lunar landscape, or that of Nevada, whichever you're more familiar with.
Large stretches of the road run through minefields and the relentless police and military roadblocks remind us that this is still a "disputed territory". Having said that, it has a serene majestic beauty in its unyeilding unchanging expanse.
Perhaps it was just the mood I was in, Helen was doing her usual routine of waving at anything that moved when she let loose an unusually vigorous hand flap. I casually enquired who she had seen, "Oh", she said, "it was a bunch of army guys waving at us."
That kept me chuckling to myself for hours.
Here's a picture of Helen and some car and some sand.
Happy birthday Sam!!!!
1 comment:
thank you big poppa! hope your well! all is good/quiet here jus gettin on with college! look after yourself send my love to helen!
sam
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