The alleys next to the hostel are narrow. Some houses are so close that the roof almost touches each other.
Sahara is built along an estuary and towards the seas, surrounded by steep hills that seem to squeeze the buildings.
We stay at the beach until noon or one o’clock and then return to the hostel to skip the hostel part of the day. The alleys to the hostel are like a maze. We are the only ones walking these narrow streets. Everybody is resting.