Lara DunstonI was wrong about those palm trees that I told you about. The three palm trees on the road to Mhmed near the edge of the Sahara. Take a look. I’m amazed by my memory and how it deceives me at times. How is it that I remember the boy’s face below, that I vividly … Read more about Morocco: how my memory deceives me
On the road from Zagora to Mhmed, near the edge of the Sahara, we met these children. We’d stopped to take a photo of three palm trees, fanned out as if growing from the same trunk. A group of cute kids ran to the car, their little hands grasping for whatever we had to give … Read more about Morocco: the people you meet, part 3
We’d been searching for Qasr al Heir Al Sharqi, the isolated ruins of a magnificent Umayyad palace, some 120 kilometers in the desert north-east of Palmyra, Syria, and we’d found them. After a failed attempt the day before, we were elated. At the end of our ambles we saw two young boys striding across the … Read more about Syria: the people you meet, part 2
It’s people that make my travels so memorable. And I don’t necessarily mean the people I befriend. Sometimes it’s a person I merely see on my travels, an exchange of knowing looks as we walk down the same lane, as we leisurely stroll the same route, as we nudge each other out of the way … Read more about Alexandria: the people you meet, part 1
Taroudant is a wonderful walled town east of Agadir on the way to Ouarzazate in Morocco. If you’re doing a road trip from Marrakesh to the Sahara make sure you stop overnight. There’s a small bustling souq that rarely sees foreigners, and yet the stallholders have a relaxed demeanour. The best buy here is handmade … Read more about Taroudant: the hot chip man