We had some free time to explore the area before lunch would be ready. And of course I quickly set my eyes on the highest sand dune surrounding us. "Let's climb to the top of that one!" I suggested enthousiastically to my husband. But he looked at me full of wonder, and shook his head wisely with a big smile. He clearly wasn't going to join me on my adventure. But no problems, I can conquer that little sand dune all by myself :-)
So of I went, climbing up and up the hill. Step after step, I moved upwards with my feet digging deep into the warm sand, and the sand grains creeping in between my toes. Although I put in all my possible effort, I didn't seem to make that much progress. Sigh! With every step I took, my feet slipped down half of the step up. But I eagerly continue with a big happy smile on my face, while puffing and puffing with every step I take. Phew, I stop again and take in the grand landscape surrounding me.
I am totally convinced that I climbed up at least three-quarters of the sand dune by now. But no way, I was not even close! Optics can be so deceiving: when looking up, these sand dunes look much smaller than they are in reality. But from up here, and looking down, you realize how high they actually are. The photo above to the left says it all: My footprints deep into the sand, and far below in the background you can see our camp and lunch spot. One can hardly say I've been lazy today ;-)
I look up again and realize the effort it is going to take to reach the top. Then I look down, and at the same time I hear my stomach making growling noices.... aaaah, lunch time! A delimma: should I continue to go up, or head back down instead? It only takes me a split second to make the obvious decision, and I start to make my way down. And yes, down does so much faster :-)
And what a good choice it is, lunch is being served and it is delish. A simple sallad accompanied by an outstanding tagine. Quite amazing how our guide managed to whip up such a tasty dish in the middle of the desert.