The wild boar meant business. Blocking our path more effectively than even Gandalf would have done, he gave a haughty snort of derision and impatiently scratched at the ground, sending clouds of dust swirling into our faces…
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As I sat companionably chomping on apricots in harmony with hubbie and our guide, Salah, it struck me that eating these delicious little fruits wasn’t the only new experience I was having this week. Apricots and tours. Two things that haven’t really featured in the vocabulary of the Conversant Traveller….