Not long after leaving Taourirt, we noticed a car following us again. It was almost funny how they tried to make it seem like they weren’t—driving slowly behind us, then stopping to let us gain some distance, only to start following us again. It was the police. I heard that in this region, it’s quite common for them to keep an eye on travelers.
Dark clouds surrounded us, and in the distance, we could see freshly fallen snow on the mountains ahead—a breathtaking sight against this arid desert landscape.
At the next gas station, we stopped for a tea break and noticed that the car following us suddenly turned around and left—probably because we had exited their area. Exhausted from cycling against the wind, we looked for a place to rest but found none, so we decided to keep going.
The storm seemed to be moving in and daylight was fading, we reached a crossroads where we would turn toward Midelt and the mountains. We stopped at a small roadside restaurant for tea and food and asked the owners if we could camp in their garden. They were very kind and welcomed us to stay.
Soon, a different policeman arrived. He was very friendly and asked if we needed anything. When we told him we planned to sleep in the garden, he instead arranged for us to sleep inside the restaurant. He even gave us his phone number in case we needed anything during the night.
We drank more tea and waited for the restaurant to close. Once it did, we set up our sleeping spot on the first floor, grateful for the warmth and shelter.
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