We begin Day 25 of our trip, which becomes the time my digestive system officially files a formal complaint. Days filled with another heroic breakfast followed by a substantial lunch. Then, because restraint seems apparently forbidden—an even larger dinner.
Few hotel rooms provide a hot water pot. Offerings unfailingly comes as a lineup of teas. None of which answer my increasingly desperate call for coffee. As a committed tea-avoider, I find myself longing for something a little less… teaish. I genuinely enjoy the food but at this point my stomach and I negotiate terms.
The M’Zab Valley is a striking and historically significant region, a UNESCO World Heritage site recognized for its unique combination of geography, architecture, and social organization. There consists a series of five towns, or ksour, in the oasis—Ghardaïa, Béni Isguen, Melika, Bou Noura, and El Atteuf. The valley is also famous for its palm groves, date production, and ingenious water management systems, including foggaras.
Every day in Japan feels like stepping into a new adventure, full of surprises and discoveries about its history and culture. The country never ceases to amaze me; the old adage of “something old, something new” doesn’t quite fit here. Everywhere I look, Japan radiates the depth of its old traditions, the enduring beauty of its history, and the timelessness of its cultural heritage.
I wonder how the modern Japanese teenager feels about this? Their world is one of technology, pop culture, and fashion. Their perspective of old and new might contrast differently than how a visitor sees it. Do they truly appreciate the temples and ancient traditions or are they simply beautiful places to hang out with friends? Do they prefer a Starbucks over a tea house?
