The beautiful baron, empty desert, with a view of Libya, Algeria and Tunisia. Crazy to think that imaginary lines cut through these sands. These borders create trade for many, dealing or smuggling fruit, vegetables, alcohol, drugs, arms and people. Brigades battling to take control of the borders want to guard them, but also to benefit from them. The power of imaginary lines.
A very dear friend. The Tabeu helped us out of a very difficult situation in the south. Staying with the Tabeu while fighting raged on around us was a strange experience, yet they were the most kind and hospitable people I have encountered in Libya. As a memory this traditional whip, handed down through the ages, now hangs in my home in Tripoli.