I finally “reached” the next country on my trek.
I’m not even going to say how far behind the pace marker I am. That’s not a cheery way to look at it. A border was crossed, albeit virtually.
And for what it’s worth – and of course it isn’t worth much – the pace marker is still in Western Sahara too.
I’m calling that a win.
And I’m calling this a post.
I still don’t have any Western Sahara recipes lined up to try. But considering this post will go up the week of Thanksgiving in the USA, I guess I have some time before that will be a need.