We went up early this morning to drive straight into the desert for a couple of hours to go to the liberatedWestern Sahara, but also to take a good look at the wall of shame. The western Sahrawians have been given 25% of heir country to rule, however, that part is mainly sand and more sand. The realWestern Sahara, which is occupied by the Moroccan, is containing a long coastline and very good fishing water, the water is sold out by the Moroccans and they are keeping the profit money. 40% of the world’s phosphorus reserves are to be found in the occupied Western Sahara.
There has been a conflict between theWestern Sahrawiansand the Moroccans for 30 odd years, however, the conflict is not bloody and does not get much attention in the media, and therefore I suppose it is easy to forget that there is a conflict in the first place.
One of the main reasons of this journey is to raise the awareness of this conflict to the public; I truly hope that the SaharaConvoy has fulfilled its purpose.
Anyway, after a couple of hours in the back of the jeep in the desert we were all a bit dizzy; however, the weather was not unbearably hot yet. The safety limit between the Wall and the liberated land are approximately 800 meters, the sand in between are filled with tens of thousands of land mines, so we have to be extra careful.
The wall is guarded, give and take 130 000 Moroccan soldiers, and I am sure that they had us all in eye sight though their rifle bead. Our filmmaker had his big camera on his shoulder and was a wee bit weary that the Moroccan soldiers would mistake it for being something else.
We all left the wall of shame in one piece.We stopped along the way and made a little fire and had some of the sweet tea before we went back to the camp.
We had our usual siesta before we left for our last dinner in the refugee camp area.
We left for the airport, with one stop along the way. We were taken to a place were a lot of delegates stay during their visit in the camps and they do not want to stay in a family during their visit. We had the opportunity to have a shower, a real shower when we was there, however, it was very little water and no pressure in the shower as well as no hot water and it was little salty too, but “beggar cant be chooser’s” and we were all happy for the nice gesture.
We were also served a very nice dinner, with a lot of delicate stuff on, meat, chicken, rice, vegetables, salads and fresh fruits. We ate like we never had seen food before. After dinner we just took it easy and waited to go to the airport. At 2200 we got into the 4×4 and left for Tindouf, the city we are not allowed to visit without a special authorization, even this time we were only allowed to go to the airport, and we could not go back.
To be continued..