The silver domes that dot El Oued’s rooflines shimmered in the spring sun as we wandered the old market at the heart of the oasis city in Algeria’s eastern desert.
We edged by men in loose robes and women with headscarves, threading our way among stalls piled with vegetables, dates and olives. A spice seller helped Karen pick from his bins of orange, red and green concoctions for a mix to flavor couscous.