From Marrakech to the Sahara: Our Epic Desert Adventure with My Best Friend

There’s something truly magical about getting out of the busy city of Marrakech, and deep into the heart of the country – all the way to the immense, silent Sahara Desert notorious for eating cars. My best friend and I embarked on this epic trip and with every mile we drew closer to an adventure that we will never forget. Leaving the Red City Like nearby Marrakech, it’s an assault on the senses — a riot of colours, sounds and smells, from the bustle of Jemaa el-Fnaa square to the heady spices in the markets. But as much as we cherished that city energy, we longed for something different: the quiet, infinite beauty of the desert. So one not-too-early morning, we got in the car, prepared to swap the maze of city streets for winding mountain passes and golden dunes. Over the Atlas and Meeting a Berber Elder We drove out of Marrakech through beautiful Atlas Mountains. The landscape was stunning — jagged peaks peppered with snow, roads snaking along cliff edges, valleys punctuated by s...