After finishing up at Tamesna we headed out for the great unknown–even though I have been there many times, there are always many unknowns when you go to the dunes–(like are we going to get back alive!) First we were taking our training to a new group of women. We took along one of our experienced matrones, Fatima, to help us, thinking they would be more comfortable with a nomad who has been through the training. We also brought Moussa, our token male member who is valuable in helping us interpret and testing the comprehension of the students. For both of them who have lived as nomads nearby all their lives, they had never seen the dunes, or the mountains of the Air. Fatima is Moussa’s mother-in-law, so he took special care of her.
We took off from Tamesna in the afternoon for the 1 1/2 day drive over the most rugged terrain–jagged rocks, rubble, sand, dust–nothing that could be mistaken for a road. At the end of the second day we roll into Iferouane and see a crowd assembled to greet us with a song, dance and (very welcome) cold drinks!