Written by HELEN001 on May 7, 2006
- We both turned round to look at the speaker. He was a good-looking bloke in his early 20s, dressed in a warm woollen jellabah with a scarf wrapped loosely around his head and shoulders.
‘Excuse...
Written by HELEN001 on May 7, 2006
- As we rattled round the almost deserted streets of Laayoune I was struck by one thing and one thing only – I hadn’t seen so many banks in one town since I’d been in the...
Written by HELEN001 on May 7, 2006
- With the sun behind him the features of the approaching figure were in deep shadow. I was looking at the silhouette of a person holding what looked like a large spanner. Believe it or not,...
Written by HELEN001 on May 7, 2006
- Parked up on the side of the road eating sandwiches – the vast featureless stony plain of the hammada stretched as far as the eye could see in front of us and to our right...
Written by HELEN001 on May 7, 2006
- ‘Welcome to Morocco,’
‘But you just said it was closed. You even said you were ‘desolé’. We’re the ones who should be desolé, not you!’
I knew I sounded mildly hysterical and looked borderline-manic and...
Written by HELEN001 on May 7, 2006
- Strange place this Western Sahara. You can’t help wondering why anyone would want to fight over it, much less build a wall round it. OK, it’s not really a wall, more a sort of high...
Written by HELEN001 on May 7, 2006
- We drove through the darkness towards the orange pinprick in the distance. Like moths to a light bulb we were. The pinprick grew larger the closer we got. It then divided into two distinct colours...
Western Sahara
Tourism and Travel Guide