Crossing the Sahara
| After a quick stopover in Atar to restock supplies and try to buy some more local currency, we set off across the Sahara Desert to the coast. With a GPS it was a breeze but I can only imagine how bad the situation would be if something happened in the middle of nowhere. | |||||||||||
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| I really do love the desert and even though we only saw a small portion of its vastness, we were relieved to be back on the main road. Our next stop is the Banc d’Arguin National Park and the two million migrant shorebirds that stop there. | |||||||||||



















