Upon Desert Arrival

Brahim put in many cassettes on our drives, mostly Moroccan songs that he wildly sang along to. We learned some and became attached to them too. By the end of the trip, we were singing and dancing along to his Bereber music. But just this once, he put in a cassette that was vaguely familiar. It was not until Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairies that I knew exactly what we were listening to, and realized how hilarious that moment was. Four American girls, all who had been brought to the Nutcracker by their parents dressed to the nines in furry hand muffs and white patent leather shoes, were barreling through the Sahara Desert in Africa in a 4x4 to the music from their wintery childhoods. Moments before this video was shot, a man in a turban on a moped was in front of us, and a white butterfly flew past our window. The four of us were dying of laughter, Brahim drove oblivious -- "yes, a christmas play, right??".