Donkeys in the Oasis

We woke to a beautiful morning in the Oasis and headed out on a donkey ride to explore the villages along the oasis waterway. The small, but sturdy, donkeys moved much slower than we would have, had we have walked ourselves. And our legs were rather sore for a day or two after riding on the bumpy terrain. There were no languages that we shared with our guides, so we spent the time singing Berber chants in call and response style and pointing at things along the way so that we could hear the Berber words for them. One of the mountains looked just like a man’s head, so Mary spent some time trying to capture that cool image with her camera. The Berber guides renamed Jubie: Fatima Cous Cous and Mary was renamed Asia Tagine (meaning that in village life our roles would have been the cooks of these foods- we think these are the only two foods cooked in these villages)