Explore "Fountains in the Sand" by Norman Douglas on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Hearing that there are few or no tourists in Nefta just now, I left Tozeur three days ago, an hour or so before sunrise.
This region, the Djerid, is all sand; an isthmus of sand thrust in between the two Chotts of Djerid and Rharsa; the oases ara scattered about the country, says some old writer, like the spots on a leopard's skin.