لجميع أصدقائي المسلمين ... عيدكم مبروك و صح عيدكم !
Summer in the city: Ramps lead up from the port of Algiers to the seafront boulevard that anchored the French colonial city. For decades, this imposing row of white Haussmannian façades has been many travelers' first glimpse of Algiers as they arrive by ship or train.
To all the jokers who have asked if I feed bourek to Bourek during Ramadan, the answer is no. He's not a cannibal, and I don't like to share! #sahaftorkoum 🐾
Sa7a ftourekom ya djema3a 🌴
El Oued is so remote that the French only reached it in the 1870s—four decades after their conquest of Algeria's northern coast. But the city was put on the map more recently by the luxurious Hotel Gazelle d'Or, the pet project of a local investment baron that opened last year amid a sea of towering sand dunes on the city's eastern fringe. The opening was announced with a promotional video so jaw-dropping that many Algerians couldn't believe that this place might really be in their country. » Full story and photo album at ibnibnbattuta.com
The people of El Oued—or Souafa (singular Soufi), as they call themselves—are in fact so close to Tunisia and far from the rest of Algeria that they speak a unique dialect of Arabic that more closely resembles Tunisian than Algerian. When I first arrived, my colleagues had to give me a crash-course in essential local vocabulary to help me adjust. Even so, following the conversation in many of our meetings required all the brain power I could muster. » Full story and photo album at ibnibnbattuta.com