MOROCCO | Thursday, 16 Apr 2015 | Views [412] | Scholarship Entry
My lips were cracked, my nose peeling. My legs felt stiff and sore. I kept asking myself, How did I end up with the slowest, fattest camel in the entire Sahara desert? After only 2 days with the kind Berbers who had led us to and from their desert home, ... Read more >
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