Into the national park.

06:00 is obviously prime time for aggressive souvenir sales men and women. We were attacked as soon as we stopped the car. Aggressive aggressive aggressive. A real strain on our already strained nerves - this resulted in Per raising his voice for the first time this trip. That scared them away - for about five seconds...

We relaxed for a bit and met up with the Brits. They thought that they where hallucinating when they found 3 Norwegians in suits outside their tent. There was much rejoicing. We set out for the stage that ended in a national park.

On the road we got to experience an Senegalese hamburger. This is something that contains all that you expect from a hamburger meal and a little extra. A bun (sweet), meat, something salad-like, ketchup, fries, an egg - all in the bun. I am having a hard time to decide if I think this is an good idea or not. Being starved makes any food rather delicious. Two snickers-bars can taste like haven on earth.

The road up to the hotel in the national park was of the same kind of quality as the road we had driven towards the Senegalese border. When we asked what the road was like we got the answer 'not so good' - now we know what african-not-so-good-road is like. We had to drive it in total darkness. It was really something we had gotten used to - the hearse got up there. No problem - even tho we all agreed after 5min on the road that this was not the greatest of ideas. Siting inside the car was like being in a washing machine on a spring bad. People were quite surprised to see us at camp - shaken not stirred. A surprise that held for several days. I do believe that a lot of people had counted us out of the game.

Of course there where no vacancies at the hotel so we had to sleep in the tent on top of the car. First time since we had nearly frozen to death in the Atlas mountains. This time it was a more pleasant temperature. We got a rather short night of sleep as we had gotten into camp at 2AM and of course we needed to kick back with a few cold beers before we went to sleep - the first cold beers since Agadir.