Auberge Mzik
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SUMMIT DAY!
... for me. I was feeling very nauseous. On the way down, I was unwell from 4000 to about 3500, my stomach was bloated with litres of water that weren't going anywhere! Others were having headaches, for me it was just the feeling of nausea and all this water gurgling in my stomach at every step! I also had not eaten anything since breakfast so I was beginning to get tired. I had to slow down so Moha asked Ibrahim to stay behind with ...
A good Moroccan squeeze
... twenty in the bus, including the driver...according to European standards, the bus was actually "packed". However, this did not prevent the driver from stopping regularly between Marrakech and Imlil to pick up additional passengers! My guess was we were around 30 at the end, although I was not able to look around me! Fantastic ...
Atlas Mountain Hike and Berber Villages
... so we slipped on our shoes and headed back to our room. It was so frigid in there that we did not want to remove a single layer of clothing before going to bed. Instead we just slept in our pants, long underwear, sweaters, fleeces, jackets, gloves, and hats, even as we bundled under sleeping bags and heavy blankets. This was a little bit of a challenge on the narrow cement benches that circled the room, balancing on the cushions and trying not to lose your pile ...
High ideals in the High Atlas
... amp; jam breakfast with coffee, at 4.30am (I got up at 3.50 hoping for a hot shower, but no avail). All set and ready to go just after 5am, we set off for the summit. Borrowing Ibrahim's spare headtorch (Raceem told me it was light at (am and didn' t need my own!) I realised the battery wasn't very bright and stumbled a fez times where I couldn't see the smaller rocks. I wasn't sure our breakfast would provide the necessary energy needed for ...
The Roof of North Africa, Jebel Toubkal
... a half (more mountain road works again!). The taxi dropped us off in Marrakesh town center, where we said our goodbyes to Joe, who was meeting his family in the main square for dinner. Me and Peter felt absolutely exhausted so we went to KFC for dinner, as we couldn't be bothered haggling in the main square. After stuffing ourselves with "chicken", we headed back to the hostel, attempted to dry off our clothes/shoes, showered then collapsed on the beds, feeling absolutely shattered!
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