The moment I arrived in the Sahara, the vast nothingness completed me. Other than our camp, there were only sand dunes, occasional desert vegetation and unseen-but-existed animals. In one glance, there was only sand. That was the beauty of it.
“What makes the desert beautiful,’ said The Little Prince, ‘is that somewhere it hides a well…”- Antoine de Saint-Exupery, The Little Prince
The journey to the desert was beyond exceptional. I felt like I was gradually unplugged from the world I know. Form the hustle-bustle of Marrakesh, to the high Atlas pass, down through the valley passing the desert neighboring villages (I also managed a nap in between) until eventually entering the desert… the 8 hours drive was totally a fair trade.
It was almost sunset when I arrived. The dunes and dusk created so beautiful pastel-colored painting. Perfect. I never knew the unique feeling of standing among the dunes. I felt so small, yet so fulfilled. Curious of what was behind the dune in front me, and the dune after , and the another one after that… I just want to keep walking. I kinda enjoy that curiosity-driven locomotion and I want to continuously do that.
The sun began to disappear behind the dunes in the West. It was so glorious that I would kill to experience that over and over again. In the dark, Sahara did not cease to impress. The night sky was just splendid. Though the dunes were hiding in the darkness, the stars were twinkling, merrily. I bet the stars were just as many as the grains of sand in the Sahara. Really love that sight. Here’s a glimpse of what I saw:
I know, that photo does not do justice to what I saw… but it serves as a big picture. I slept late photographing the stars and went stargazing. A night well spent for me as in the next morning, another adventure awaited 🙂
Note: I visited Morocco on March 5-12, 2016 and camped in the Sahara on March 9-10, 2016.