Dar Dalila
Douar El Ghazoua km8, Essaouira
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Dar Dalila Essaouira

Douar El Ghazoua km8 Essaouira, 44 000, Morocco

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Day 15 Q: Hey, you want grass?

A travel blog entry by babushka

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... the tent, but by late afternoon and a day’s exploring the Ryad drew me back in. £44 incl. breakfast is still expensive for Morocco, but a downright bargain compared to a 'Lenny Henry’ hotel in the UK. My present plans are a route back across the country starting on Weds, with a possible remote camp earmarked for Thurs and Fri night if it is open.


Although the hotel is 200m from the beach, it’s still a 3km hike along the ...

Day 14 Essaouria or bust

A travel blog entry by babushka

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... the cook really just wipe the plate on the café curtain?) I had to get the ever busy manager to walk to the next dirt street to unlock the garage, and I gave him a lift back to the hotel in the sidecar, avoiding the rubbish and glass that litters the streets. He is definitely the big cheese around here...and I’ve promised to send him a copy of the photo of him on Babs for the café wall.

The first 20 or so miles found Babs struggling to pull ...

We're at Essaouira

A travel blog entry by billnpat

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... him to go into a little more detail. The processes were the same as Pat's work, mixing and preparing the clay, throwing or molding the object, bisque firing, decorating, then gas firing. However, some of the work was of course more primitive. Especially interesting was the preparing of the clay, as it had to have ground cinders added to it to improve its quality. This was done by burning Eucalyptus braches, and then working the cinders of the branches into the clay. ...

Seaside retreat. and a good scrub

A travel blog entry by robthebruce

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... sitting me in a hot steamy room for a bit, then dump buckets of water all over me. A Moroccan woman, who is built like a small ox, then slathered my entire body in a black olive oil soap and let me sit for a half hour. Then the fun begins. The oxen like woman put on an exfoliating mitten and scrubbed me from neck to toes. Scrubbing is understating it. She scrubbed me within an inch of my life. Her english was not good, and she would flip me around like a ...

Clementines for a smile

A travel blog entry by tsjackson

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After surviving my miserable surfing experience, I decided to take it easy today and stay out of the water. I had yet to really explore the medina or check out the harbor so I thought I should do that before I headed out. That would not take all day, but hopefully I would run into something or find something interesting to fill the rest of my day.

Not rushing the peacefulness of my morning at the hostel, I enjoyed my breakfast and finished my blog ...

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