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Ubari lakes

Ubari lakes Water in the desert Deserts can be unbearably hot during the day and severely cold at night, sometimes even the snow whitens the sand. When we think of deserts, we are reminded of camel caravans, mirages and film performances of imminent deaths due to thirst. Endless sand dunes give the feeling of a terrible lack of water, but nevertheless, the water is present. If not elsewhere, below the surface. Mostly it needs to be dug or drilled deep to reach it, but sometimes it comes to the surface on its o wn. Oases with palm trees and other vegetation

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The road to the Sahara

The road to the Sahara – from Sebha to Ubari Tour operator, driver, stops and rabbits Sebha An oasis on the edge of the Sahara, once a caravan stop, now a desert city with a hundred thousand souls. Sebha or also Sabha is still a hub of roads from all 4 sides of Libya. The city is the starting point for a trip to the desert. I bought a plane ticket in Tripoli and hoped to be able to get an offorad vehicle with a driver for the desert in Sebha. I may have barely gotten on a plane, as

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A vampire of the Akakus

A vampire of the Akakus A story over evening tea “In the evening, the heat subsided a bit. A group of tourists were already asleep, and I was irritated by the tiny dust that hovered above the ground. I tossed and turned for a while, then I felt a kind of heaviness in my throat and I found it very difficult to breathe. I opened my eyes anxiously and saw a dark figure above me. His white eyes stared straight at me, and his unnaturally long arms pressed against my neck. He had his head high in the sky, almost

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Gareh Kelisa – The Black Church

Gareh Kelisa – The Black Church The hot Iranian summers and the old Mercedes bus without air conditioning are to blame for me coming sweaty after a few hours of driving from Tabriz to Maku. I am mostly to blame for not taking into account that the bus ticket has to be bought in advance. The seats were sold out, I waited until the last. In the meantime, I picked up some curious glances from the passengers. The driver took pity on me, probably the only foreigner who had taken his bus after a long time, and sat me down

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Spanish Holy Week

Spanish Holy Week At the intersection of Gran Via avenue and Calle Rosario in Salamanca, under the arcades of a bar, I was on a camera screen reviewing photos taken in the past few days. I ordered a glass of rioja, a red wine from the province of the same name. I waited for Milan to show up from somewhere, as at the end of the afternoon a couple of hours ago we each went after our own motives. After an intense travel week we finally reached Salamanca, where we will dedicate 4 days to the pulse of the city

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