From Marrakech, we headed southeast toward the Algerian border. The road took us through the Atlas Mountains, through the town of Ouarzazate, and ended in Zagora, on the edge of the Sahara Desert
The Atlas Mountains were spectacular and much bigger than I had expected. The road turned into a series of switchbacks and the air thinned out.
Along the way, we passed by movie studios where we glimpsed giant sets that could be configured to look like ancient Egypt, imperial Rome, and the modern Middle East.
Bouncing around in the backseat of a 4×4 as we passed over the Atlas range made me a little queasy. I popped some dimenhydrinate, which had the unfortunate side effect of making me sleepy and a little disoriented. We stopped for lunch along the way, but regrettably I didn’t note exactly where we were.
Finally, we descended through a long series of hairpin turns and came to Zagora.
We were here:
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