By all accounts I might as well have been in Italy as I stood amongst the Roman ruins of Volubilis with its eerie-looking cyprus trees swaying in the welcoming breeze. The day was intolerably hot but the ruins remained surprisingly well-preserved for they had been exposed to these elements and temperatures for centuries now…. [Read More]
What it’s Like Spending a Night in the Sahara Desert
The Sahara is like a dream; the warm sand slipping through my fingers, the gentle ripple of the sand dunes like slow moving red waves as the wind shapes and molds them; the low grunt of a camel languidly chewing in the distance and the slow rising golden sun illuminating the desert. Spending time… [Read More]
