The policeman sits at a cafe sipping mint tea and agrees that, yes, there may be some problems with illegal drugs. He swooshes a fly from his cup and insists, again, that he's not worried. And so, on a sunny afternoon in a small town on the edge of a vast desert, Morocco becomes the latest country to meet the Deadheads of the new millennium. Many are highly educated and high-tech employed, and they're in a global pursuit of adventure, freedom and a state of higher consciousness. They came to the town of Ouarzazate, Morocco, in a stream of cars, buses, taxis and airplanes from places such as London, Tokyo, Moscow and Seattle.
Camels carry travelers into the desert one afternoon on the start of a three-day trek.
It's here that a combination of music and dance, an array of psychedelic drugs and the embrace of Mother Nature become, for some, the path to a spiritual transformation. It's not a party and it's not a rave. It's much more. This is for people who appreciate real traveling. It's not for tourists.