A Daringly Delightful Dip in the Dusty Dunes of the Desolate Desert
Our trip to the Sahara desert started early on a Thursday morning, while the sun was just barely grazing the sky. The drive was long, as we knew it would be, a grueling ten hours with thankfully several breaks in between. Pit stops consisted of cafes with ice cream and our favorite Moroccan sodas, perfect for the tiring heat we were soon to face. We stopped for lunch at a beautiful garden along the way, with cats idling in the courtyard and a beautiful beef and prune tagine.