Lightning flashed blue. A clap of thunder shook my camel and my increasingly sore groin. Of all the days to be in the Sahara, of course it had to be the—what? One in ten days?—when it rains.
Sahara Desert, May 2025
Cliff C.
Reminding Penn, and the world, why we travel.
Lightning flashed blue. A clap of thunder shook my camel and my increasingly sore groin. Of all the days to be in the Sahara, of course it had to be the—what? One in ten days?—when it rains.
Sahara Desert, May 2025
Cliff C.