We started our journey on the only road that connects the northwest and south-west of Morocco, crossing the Atlas Mountains. The objective was to escape the confusion and to spend the night in the Ait-Ben-Haddou, an 11th century Ksar.
After 8 days and 2200km, the most interesting thing I can say is that despite all the beauty, some photos, the strongest impression that remains, is a feeling of admiration for the Bebere’s we had the opportunity to meet. In Morocco, the dichotomy between civilizations, drinking and Arabs is not as visible to the surface as in other cases, but it is there. That said, we never found a Berber that was not friendly and helpful.
Morocco is a beautiful country, its interior and its people, are an ode to resilience and minimalism.
