The good news is: my knee is doing great!

The bad news just hit us right after having this wonderful trip to the dessert camp, staying overnight under the stars and watching the sunrise in the morning, when we headed out for new adventures. We drove a few hours, stopped twice for bathroom breaks, when Ted suddenly realized that he doesn’t wear his wedding ring anymore! Gone!

Should we turn around and check those bathrooms again, where you never find hand towels, so you shake off the water after washing your hands? Ted was convinced that this is where he accidentally had shook off his ring. I wasn’t convinced, so I checked my intensive photo library of a few hundred photos from the last 1-2 days. And here they are: evidence for when he must have lost it: the first photo, hidden behind a glass, Ted at dinner at the dessert camp. Next photo, Ted at breakfast at the dessert camp. No need to retrace those bathrooms anymore! But we were already too far away from the dessert camp…..

Thanks to Fouad, our tour guide who called immediately, we told them which tent we had stayed in and asked them to search the place. And they did. They flipped the whole place upside down. No success…..

What a bummer, we were so disappointed! We drove on and reached our next destination late in the afternoon, checked into our next Riad, Riad Blue, and had a very nice dinner; I would say that was the best dinner of the whole Morocco trip so far!!!

Next day our tour guide picked us up again and presented the news: the ring has been found! Outside our tent, in the sand! We were so thrilled, it’s hard to believe that you can even find anything in the sand!

Now we have to wait a few days until the next tour guide is heading there and hopefully brings back Ted’s ring. And the plan is: having the ring resized so it is not loose anymore and won’t be lost again!

And I hope they found Ted’s ring, not somebody else’s…..