Tazegwa

On my journey through the desert, I come across a group of nomads who have set up camp at a small oasis. It is already late and I join them. I am warmly welcomed and there is sweet, strong tea around the campfire. There is a lot of talking, singing and dancing....

We weren't friends from the start. And I had also picked up a bottling from the souk in advance (thank you at this point!) - which I would definitely recommend. My reaction to the first spray was just örks ... what is that supposed to be? I like...