Dar Latigeo Essaouira
12 rue Youssef Ben Tachfine Essaouira, 44000, Morocco
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Day 15 Q: Hey, you want grass?
... some form of pitch usually ensues. Maybe they do wish to invite me to their home, but that is a common pitch, as is the discussing of relatives in Lancashire or any other random English county. I think I would need (but not want) a lot longer in this country to develop my cynical ’Africa Head’ to get the most out of this and future trips to similar places.
So, Essaouria (or Mogador as it was known in the 17thcent) - ...
Day 14 Essaouria or bust
... br>
Tweny miles further on however the true aroma of Morocco returned – sewage..
I skirted Agadir itself and drove around the modern University sector before climbing out up onto the Atlantic coastal road which snaked along the cliffs for 75 miles to Essaouria. An amazing road, even if I was getting weary of the bend swinging and drifting. I had only eaten a cereal bar since breakfast, so at 6pm pulled into ...
We're at Essaouira
... the end we decided to stay in our parking lot right at the town gate… so you will have to be waiting an extra day or two to get this. It is ideal having the van so near to retreat to for tea or a beer when we get too windblown.
For dinner tonight we went to one of the dozen or so fish fry booths. They are rustic little affairs with a BBQ kind of pit, picnic tables, and a little wash-up sink. One chooses ones selection of fish from the large trays of ...
Seaside retreat. and a good scrub
... and when she tired to massage them, I somehow formed a fist with my foot and grabbed her hand. (I was unaware my feet could function as hands). She asked me "ca va?" and I quickly answered "ne touch pas mom pieds". I am getting pretty good with my french! After all of the molestation, I was officially relaxed and enjoyed the rest of the time in Essaouira wandering the beaches, having coffee and people watching. Holidays don't have to be adventure all the ...
Where are we again???
... on the girls I was with. He stated that Katie was only worth half a camel or two baby camels as she was too skinny, but Andrea and I were told that we were nice and worth 250 camels. This was meant to be a complement. Where are we again?
So as we head south towards Western Sahara we are hoping we have left the horrible weather behind us and look forward to many more days of sunshine. And we hope that we don't have to question 'Where are we ...


