On our second morning, after breakfast, we drove out until we reached a lookout point on top of a plateau above a massive rock formation known as the d’Oyo labyrinth. A few minutes later I was sitting in the front seat of the lead Toyota, watching Tommaso and Rocco as they conferred at the edge of a ridge that fell away sharply from where they stood. “Andiamo!” Rocco swung himself into the driver’s seat and revved the engine. Over the edge we went, ploughing through the thick sand…
A mind-shifting journey among the sandstone monoliths of Chad’s Ennedi Massif
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