Wednesday 21 February 2007

Spanish Sahara

Agadir is Morocco's Costa del Sol, in other words the fifth circle of hell. The best that can be said is that we enjoyed our first beer since arrival in Africa, and the sunset. 

Steffi's last evening in Morocco, on the beach at Agadir

After Monday night at a hotel on the tourist strip, Jason and I dropped Steffi to the airport, and then visited a big Cash & Carry to stock up. It rained during the night, and the earth is an even richer red than usual. We made good miles South on a narrow but well surfaced road, and overnighted at Tan Tan beach. We'd intended to camp, but the wind was too strong for the roof tent, and rather than seek shelter it was easier to take a room at a fairly basic camp site, Sable d'Or. 

Today there are less villages, less goats, and more camels. Drifts of sand come across the road and there are multiple police checkpoints as we enter the Moroccan occupied territory of Western Sahara, formally Spanish Sahara. Diesel is much cheaper here (about 40c per litre). We are now in Layoune, but will make a few hundred more km today, and camp on the beach I hope. Internet access will probably become less easy as we approach Mauritania.

 



This blog is the diary of a journey through the Sahara undertaken February-May 2007. The most recent post is first.