Before dawn My husband and I crept out of bed on foot, we plan to drive to another valley, an hour outside to watch the sunrise. Passing through the kitchen only to find Hasan's wife has been up, we are ready to come back after breakfast.

This is called the hidden valley in the Atlas Mountains is more remote, sparsely residents but great style. Low-lying valley, there is always foggy, listening Hasan said thronged birch and into a piece of peach, peach blossom now is the time.