INTO THE MOUNTAINS
Mar 03, 2022
2 minutes
The air is rich with the scent of ripe figs. Bulbuls are chirping in the walnut trees and Bia Azabi, my Amazigh (Berber) guide, is teaching me a song as we walk.
“Wallah henn i koum, wallah henn i ah…”
“Why are we singing, Bia?” I ask.
“She says she’s singing because she’s happy!” says our interpreter. I’d be happy, too, if I’d been
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