It’s hard to explain the surreal feeling of being on a camel, swaying quietly through the Sahara, with nothing but endless, undulating dunes in every direction. No roads. No trees. No landmarks. Just sand — golden and infinite — rolling out beneath a sky that feels almost too big to be real.
One of the biggest highlights of my Moroccan adventure was the hour-long camel ride into the heart of the desert. It wasn’t just transportation — it was transformation. Each slow, deliberate step carried us further from the world we knew and deeper into something ancient and cinematic. Eventually, on the far side of the dunes, we arrived at a luxury desert camp that felt like a mirage with real infrastructure.
There were actual beds. A private shower and toilet. Air conditioning. A lantern-lit path leading to a beautiful communal dining tent where we shared an incredible Moroccan dinner — rich tagine, warm bread, fragrant spices, mint tea that just kept coming. That night, we gathered around a firepit under the stars, the air alive with drumming and soft conversation. The whole night felt mythic.
The stars came out in full force. Not just a few, but a sky so thick with light it felt like another dimension. You don’t just stargaze in the desert — you remember what the sky is supposed to look like.But the moment that really cracked something open in me came the next morning.
At 7am, I walked out alone into the dunes. No guides, no other voices. Just me and the sand. No people, no animals, no plants. Not even a single rock. The quiet was complete. The beauty was overwhelming. It was like stepping into a painting that hadn’t been finished yet — vast and untouched, waiting only for you to witness it.
If you’re heading to Morocco, let the desert be part of your journey. It doesn’t just show you a place — it shows and stirs something inside of you that’s not only appreciation for beauty, but a feeling of sacredness and transcendence in these moments that you might have never even imagined experiencing.
