While Erfoud is a striking enough destination in itself, its sobriquet gives it a whole new dimension. This cubic, gilded town represents the so-called ‘Gateway to the Sahara’. Welcome to the last stop before a desert trip begins.
The understated surroundings never fail to stir visitors. Sand-coloured buildings, squat and cube-like, punctuate the souks and hustle of a thriving market town. The excitement is palpable, the atmosphere kinetic. It feels as though the Sahara, aware of its surroundings, subtly readies travellers for the journey ahead. Romanticised images of desert life, of camels and tribes, of dunes and infinite starlit skies, begin to swirl in the minds of visitors.
Long stretch
However, amongst the rhythmic sway of Erfoud lies an almost incongruous sight. Verdant greenery, a bold contrast with its dusty surroundings, snakes its way through the oasis town. This may be nothing new, as similar pockets of foliage exist in nearby Tinghir, for instance. But they are no less striking. Morocco is a nation of breathtaking, rugged beauty. The golden desert expanse and unending brown hills clash with the white peaks of the distant Atlas Mountains. To see such a vibrant clash sets the heart racing. In amongst the harshness of desert living, Erfoud’s greenery offers much-needed room to breathe.
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Further beyond the gateway lies the gaping maw of the Sahara. Soon enough, rocky desert tracks replace the sandy roads. Carcasses of 4×4 vehicles litter the way. Mirages play tricks with the mind and the sun, unencumbered by clouds, beats upon the colossal plain below. The journey south to Merzouga on the desert’s boundaries is a tough one. Still, as Erfoud disappears into the receding horizon, the gateway sears itself with an indelible imprint on the heart and soul of all who see it.
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