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April 1, 2006

I rode a camel through the Sahara!

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I just returned from a week-long trip to Morocco and it was unlike anything I had ever imagined!

We flew from Madrid to Marrakech, in the southwest of Morocco, and from there took a bus into the mountains to Ourzazate, a town near the edge of the Sahara. We were accompanied by a Berber tour guide named Omar, who took us to his tribe's camp in the southeast of Morocco. The Berbers were extremely hospitable, and allowed our group of 37 students (some people brought along their significant others) and instructors to ride their camels through the Sahara.

After being awoken by the braying of camels (which sounded like a cross between a car horn and someone being murdered) at 4 in the morning, we mounted our camels and rode until we stopped at the top of a dune 60 kilometers from the Algerian border and watched the sun rise. Sunlight mixed with shadow, creating a stunning view of the Sahara in the early morning hours.

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One of the other things I noticed while in Morocco was the extent of poverty in some of the cities we visited. Near the tourist attractions, Moroccan children surrounded us and held out their hands for money or other tokens. Our group gave them ballpoint pens, which are expensive for Moroccan children to buy when attending school. The children would run at top speed to snatch the pens from our hands or the hands of others who were too slow. Although it was difficult for some members of our group to see so many children begging on the street or following us around, I think the contrast between the places we visited and the wonderful treatment we received in the hotels or at the Berber outpost made us realize how fortunate we are to have this opportunity. It was a humbling yet gratifying experience. I never would have thought I'd be able to travel to Africa, let alone ride a camel in the middle of the Sahara. I am grateful that American University's study abroad program has allowed me to take advantage of these opportunities.

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Morocco is a beautiful country, and has many diverse landscapes, ranging from the desert to the mountains to lush, green fields to cool, shady oases. The temperature varies throughout the day, from baking hot to freezing cold, especially in the desert regions at night.

Moroccan food generally consists of steamed vegetables, spiced meats, flavored jams and pastes and couscous or rice. With the exception of one day, I luckily managed to avoid getting sick from the change of diet and was careful to not to drink unfiltered water. Some others in the group had a little more trouble adjusting to the food, but for the most part, we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.

I think traveling to Morocco also shines some light on parts of Spanish culture, especially those elements that were of North African or Muslim origin. For example, in Spain, people are very individualistic and there is less emphasis placed on group work. This idea of rugged individualism is understandable if you consider that Moroccans or other desert peoples who crossed into Spain in the 8th century came from a culture where they had to brave the sun and the elements, without help from anyone else. In places such as Cordoba or Granada, where Muslims built fountains or designed gardens filled with running water, you can see why the presence of potable water was almost like a godsend for them. After spending a couple of hours in the midafternoon in Morocco, especially in the desert, it is easier to understand why they constructed such places as shrines to this valuable natural resource.


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This is a view of Ourzazate from above.

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This is also in Ourzazate. The diagram of a star surrounded by Arabic writing scratched into the land reads "The Land is Ours." There was some debate about the star's meaning. Some people thought it was pointed in the direction of Mecca, the holy Muslim city and might be used as a guide.


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Our camp in the desert.


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The inside of my tent.


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The Berbers entertained us by playing instruments
during and after dinner. Here, four girls from our
group are learning a Berber dance while the musicians play.

I would recommend Morocco. I really enjoyed my time there, and the people are very friendly. The traveler would have to be careful to respect the culture there (the girls on our trip did not wear very revealing shirts in the cities and were careful not to expose themselves despite the heat), but only one very irate man in a bazaar in Marrakech yelled at us for being American and the U.S.'s involvement in Iraq. While our country's foreign policy may be distasteful to the majority of Moroccans, most people we met were friendly and could separate the tourists from the policies or actions of their respective home countries.

I would definitely love to return to Morocco some day and see some of the coastal cities, such as Casablanca, since our trip focused on the southern landlocked part of the country.

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