Road to Zagora


Today I took a series of shared taxis to get to Zagora. In one taxi, the driver was playing great Moroccan music. All over the radio were Rolling Stones tongue stickers. I could see how they were influenced by the music here. I then hitchhiked briefly in a truck. I put my bag in the back with a goat, who seemed a bit confused about the whole ordeal. From the window of the final taxi to Zagora, I took this picture of a woman collecting palm branches.