From the staggering sand dunes of The Sahara to the snow-capped mountains of the high Atlas Mountains in one day.
Mushkeel’ shouted the children as we picked our way through the streets of the rather desolate village of Agoudal. I waved back at the chorus of rosy cheeks. Cheeks common to children around the world no matter what mountains they live in.
My Indian friend and travelling companion, Jamshyd, stirred from his afternoon nap;
What was that?’
In the half hour between our picnic stop and driving into Agoudal, the sky had gone from a sunny, bright blue to a slate grey and large snowflakes were beginning to settle on the windscreen.