Frankie's Travels Day 6 - leaving the Sahara

After dinner (which was spectacularly delicious) the drums and tamborines and percussion came out and there was dancing and singing. A beautiful Berber woman came out and swung her hips and swayed her hands and put us all to shame. We got a chance to participate in the drumming and so several people in my tour group are complaining of aching hands this morning.

After dinner and the usual night ablutions we were lead across the sand to a set of five tents arranged corner to corner in a circle with a campfire in the middle. We sat around the fire and talked until each person turned in for the night.

Our beds were mattresses on the floor covered with a sheet and a top sheet and a thick blanket. Then two additional thick blankets were provided for each bed. So under three blankets and with my winter woolly PJ's on, I was certainly not cold... Except my nose, my nose was a little icy point in my haven of cosy-ness.

In the morning not many were pro-active enough to catch the sunrise but after breakfast we packed up our bags and headed back out of the desert towards the Todra Gorge.