The city market in Nouakchott, Mauritania.

I’d been waiting for immigration to wave me through, but the police seemed much more interested in looking at their phones. After an hour, I was the last one in the airport, my bag resting 50 feet away on the other side of the stanchions. They joked with each other in Arabic. I tried to look nonchalant, but I was puzzled why I hadn’t been allowed to officially cross the threshold. Suddenly whatever call we’d been waiting for came through. I wasn’t a spy after all. I walked past the rope, grabbed my bag, and checked off my 203rd country. 

Mauritania is not a tourist destination. Maybe that’s why there was some resistance to my visit. The capital’s airport lies about half an hour from Nouakchott and the road is flat, treeless, and, with the exception of a few random tents, there’s nothing. Once you pull into the city, you’re no longer alone. Cars look like they’re from Mad Max, frantically trying to pass each other and turn where there’s no traffic signals of any kind. We bumped into two different cars on the short drive and everyone involved acted as if it was a normal consequence of rush hour. 

Cloth vendors at the market.

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I’d read terrible travel reviews about this country. Severe warnings alluded to the possibility of being robbed, raped, or kidnapped. I am seldom nervous about a destination, but it seemed that any foreigner could be a potential target in this country. These claims turned out to be completely false. The country is quite safe unless you’re in a war zone on the border of Mali or somewhere else sketchy. The best advice is to ask the locals and not believe everything you read about misunderstood countries.

Tourists typically visit Mauritania for one of two reasons—to discover its Sahara Desert attractions in the mid-northern area of the country or to stop and rest while driving from Europe or Morocco to Senegal or more southern destinations. Few linger at the capital, Nouakchott, but that’s exactly all I had time for.

The Semirami Hotel, an oasis in Mauritania’s capital. 

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I stayed at the Semiramis Hotel, which made my visit incredibly easy. The rooms are affordable, spacious, and modern. There’s security, a great restaurant, English-speaking staff, and boutique-style décor, plus its well-thought-out layout makes it a gem. It’s right in the center of town, and it offers a free shuttle to the airport as well. 

Beat up cars abound.

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You can try to flag down a battered taxi if you’re going a long distance, but I soon discovered that taxi drivers don’t know how to read a map, speak anything other than Arabic and French, and are accustomed to a ride-sharing setup where you’re with a bunch of strangers going random directions.

In the end, I decided walking was my best option. There’s not much to do in this town, so walking was the best way to experience the small wonders. 

Port de Pêche.

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I did manage to wrangle a taxi ride one-way to the Port de Pêche, the nucleus of all things related to the fishing industry in town. It’s a frantic combination of fish market and pirogue landing. Hundreds of Africans line the shores as boats venture in and out with their catch. It’s certainly an overwhelming site with locals haggling, fish being hacked up, and boats trying to land in the waves without capsizing. There was even a camel sitting on the beach. Fruit, bread, and other goods are also sold near the fringes of this spectacle. 

Mauritania is the kind of place that makes one feel uneasy about photography. There are few phones visible, and no one seems to be taking pictures. I saw no sign of people using apps, social media, or, as I mentioned previously, maps. Rather than whip out my iPhone, I used several stealth tactics to take photos without creating any attention while in the act. Maybe I was reading the crowd wrong, but I reserved my phone use to the least obvious as possible.

Sebastian at Le Triskell. 

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I discovered another great lodging option in my walk back to the hotel. At only $15 per night, Le Triskell is a steal of a deal for no-frills lodging in Nouakchott. Set up like an open-air hostel, the spot has a café, computers, WiFi, and a relaxed vibe that seems like an oasis from the dust and noise on the other side of the wall.

The real value in the property is being able to chat with Sebastian, an English-speaking Frenchman who knows where to go and how to get there. With his map arsenal, he helps travelers understand the top sights, how to get to them, and where to stay. This is one of the biggest challenges in a destination like Mauritania—finding current information and having another adventurer help you make solid travel options. 

A fruit stand in Nouakchott.

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If I had another week, I would have organized my Sahara Desert trip right then and there.  UNESCO sites and amazing geological wonders lie just five hours northwest of the capital. Sebastian also mentioned an interesting return trip using a mining train loaded with iron ore as transportation.

But in Nouakchott, the city's main market sells everything from bright colorful cloth to juicy mangos and navel oranges. There’re few souvenir shops in this town, but you’ll find at least half a dozen on Rue Monotel. They mostly sell souvenirs from neighboring countries but there were several items home grown in Mauritania. 

Since Mauritania is tucked between Senegal and Morocco, you'll find culinary influences from both places—Moroccan couscous and tagine and Senegal's national dish, thieboudienne. Alcohol sales are not permitted, so you won’t find any bars in the country. 

Two days are all you need in Nouakchott. Still, once you meet a few of the locals and learn of the great adventures a little further east, you might want to add it to your list.

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