An Emotional Journey Into The Sahara

The Bread Man

© 2010-2011 daniel malka all rights reserved

He is walking along the trail.
We offer him a ride.
He sits next to me silently.
He signals to stop.
He gets out of the car.
Says something to Hassan.
Comes back running with two loafs of bread out of the oven.
He hands me one and another one to Momo.
He smiles, brings his right hand to his heart and bows slightly.
He runs back to his family.

Berber hospitality.

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