Today we've been to Paris. Quite simply. We saw the sights, heard the sounds and ate the croissants. As we wandered among the magnificent buildings, we started talking about the refugee camps. About how different it will be. About how this prolonged layover put us off our course. You see, we were ready for dirt, sand, and tents. Then we end up here! In Paris! And merely five hours flight from here lies the Laayounne camp, where people don't have paved roads or even clean drinking water.
Of course, it's not like we didn't enjoy the prepaid hotel and the good food, but the vast differences definitely gave us something to think about.
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Folks, I really honour Your eager to get to West-Sahara..., BUT please..., please enjoy Paris before You head on.
ReplyDeleteSunniva; takk for mld, kjekt du endte opp med noe "brugandes" :-) Klem onkel Sveinung
Sounds like a promising start! Reading eagerly at this end.
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