Mar 23, 2008
Yun and I had the pleasure of being caught in a sand storm. We were on a terrace overlooking he main square. It was early afternoon when suddenly the sky grew ominously dark. You could see the storm approaching. The wind picked up like crazy. No one really moved at all. It was as if this happens all the time. At one point it felt like we were in the middle of a fire. We couldn't see five feet in front of us. Sand was blowing everywhere. There was lots of lightning to go with the show and there was some rain mixed in also. Finally we had enough and went for shelter. You couldn't see down the little alleyway where we were staying. Now I understand why the Berbers wrap their faces in scarfs. Makes sense to me now.