Soon we visited a house where it was guarded by a camel

He actually looked down on us...

Inside the house was a giant drum. In fact this place was (still) used for olive oil pressing. The camel outside made it happen. Poor thing!

We had a chance to taste the extra virgin olive oil... if only the owner could find a cleaner container!

The owner was letting us taste the olive remains (after pressed), which were usually fed to our old pal the camel there.

Finally we arrived the bottom of the valley. This was displayed near a shop

Another display at the front of the shop... all I remembered about the shop was that it had air conditioning

If you looked hard enough on this picture, you could see the inscription '1942'. This was actually used and left here since WWII.

Lamp post... a cross between old and new

So, there were more people in this place than we thought...

A picture that told the story of this Berber village

After Chenini, we soon arrived to a place called Douiret