Me, two guides and a donkey. This story recounts the hike, but not the hormonal 20 something guide. Oh my, there's always a story-behind-the-story. Amazing hike nonetheless.
Tracing the map to North Africa’s highest peak
Lying on my side, in underwear only, my ear rests on an old lady’s inner thigh. Every time she leans in to scrub my chest with her sandpaper loofah, her doughy breast bounces off my head. She, too, is in her underwear. My nostrils are overcome with almond oil and body odour.