"Back into those days we landed at many a place. The north roads wear greenness everywhere despite summer time. Those slim plants that push high give seeds or a substance of the like are the only source of life for northerners. The same plants are ironically forbidden growth in areas where farmers grow potatoes and tomatoes. We encountered youngsters and old guys each with a long tube made of wood , the end of which is curved a bit to leave way to fill some dry weed they burn and get few smoke inside to get calm. The people were nice. We had lunch feet in very cold water in a restaurant built around a river in "rass lma" - the source of water - the fish tagine was delicious just as the blue city."