Mighty medieval fortifications dominate the ridges of the hills showing his warrior soul. As dust, constantly suspended for their blighted streets, music seeps through every nook and cranny.
Passing teenage girl is celebrated with the loss of virginity thereof, of which the family is responsible. For that occasion arrive uncles and cousins, they are entering the cabin and "making woman" the girl.
Afghanistan is right there, at our feet, but like a bad dream, it immediately becomes unreachable. In the nebula traveler dream we face chaos reigns. The victorious mujahedeen, now confused fighting spirits drunk, They destroyed between them and annihilate everything that moves in its tribal territory
As we approach we find a de-miners camp. Overnight stay with them and, while chatting with these young, was hard to avoid the view of the board with photos of their fellow murderers mine victims. Now, every time we saw a sign for "Danger Mines" we entered a escalofrío.
The skeletons of modern destruction dinosaurs lie on either side of the road. Upon vera apocalyptic twist the charred remains of tanks and the giant black snakes that can be seen in the distance, the closer, military convoys become obliterated by human dementia.
Nothing is more evocative in the vast desert that the image of the legendary undaunted caravans. Our idea of sailing hundreds of miles from Ghat Sahara to go to the city of Ghadames, aims to follow in the footsteps of the intrepid caravans for centuries roamed the sands of the ocean of sand.
South, far south, reach Ghat. His lavish oasis city houses a crouching on the threshold of the desert magnanimous. Its labyrinthine medina retains the flavor of ancient times, when it was an important stage of the trans-Saharan caravan routes crossing the desert.
We are facing some exceptional paper into rocks thousands of years that served as canvases to men who in the mists of time they shaped in their posts for posterity.
Sabha, the capital of Fezzan, is the starting point of all expeditions wishing to enter this remote region of the Sahara. The earliest history of this unknown territory came to light when the first European exploration began only two centuries ago.
The images of the pristine and refreshing Mediterranean waters would disperse as if they were an elusive mirage. Temples, amphitheatres, columns of ancient Greece and the Roman Empire are diluted by our rearview mirror and become a memorable keepsake.
Suddenly ... a big bang. Libya, we had seduced from the first time that the wheels of our 4x4 bitten the sand and our boots trod ghost towns of the past ... closes a violent. It begins a bloody civil war against the dictator Gaddafi.