Zouerate
The trip is getting more and more intense as the temperature of the saharan winter night goes down. At noon we appear in front of the great mountain barrier culminated by the Kediet ej Jill. We cannot enjoy long time to feel somewhat lost. Boarded in the street by a 4x4 we change the car we fall in the arms of Oumar's friends, that inseparable companion who watch us over from a distance. Thus, from now on the Hadj Fall - the teacher who teaches history and geography in Zouerate school and knows much of Trarza and the colonization - will keep us the most valuable company. With him not only we will arrive to the very heart of the mine, also we will drink freshly milked camel's milk, will share evenings and when the time of the goodbye comes we will not even be able to express our gratitude.
We are already in the "Auberge Tourine" of the Bâ family.
Some previous training needed to tie the "hawli". The question is not aesthetic but functional.
The most common street animal in Mauritania. There are also cats, but dogs not at all… Does anybody know why?
We have gone for a walk…
With little time before the sunset.
For incredulous - we are in an Arabic country. A bakery?
Zouerate streets and market.
Taxi-brousse station. Waiting to leave for Chôum.
Zouerate train station. We really had to run to take the train so there is nothing more… We could not even say goodbye in conditions.
Leaving Zouerate. The landscape seen, in the majority of the cases, through a little window opened for a moment to take the photos. Sand and dust everywhere…
Camel farm
First we buy camel milk and it was in the night. Hadj Fall, Ahmed and the driver took us to the farm after we had seen in a sign that said: camel milk sale. Another day we visited the farm in the daytime and we could even ride a camel. Will it be of use for the future?
At the same time when two men were milking the camel, they had to shoo the child camel that was trying to reach the udders.
