Riad Azzouz 7
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Groundhog bushcamping
... would open tomorrow especially to finish the group. We returned to our bushcamp!
We returned to the embassy to complete the applications, then drove to El Mansouria, where we stayed at a campsite. Not only did we get showers, the water was hot!
We took the train into Casablanca. I went around the medina with Alyson and Carr, then up to the Grand Mosque Hassan II with Carr. Unfortunately we couldn't do the ...
Riding Camels along the beach
... sun. When lunchtime came we found a place that had a real Moroccan feel to it. It was a really cool place where you sat on couch like seats. The only downside was the manky cat that kept coming under the table. There was also a rather oddly placed toilet that essentially opened up to the street. When you went to the toilet you were a bit nervous that someone would bust in and the ...
Essaouira
... Luckily we had put them on the police report and everyone was very understanding. They didn't have any record of the tickets but after 2 separate people shutting up their shop while they tried to help us we managed to sort out what we needed to do. They decided we would wait until everyone was on the bus and if there were four seats left they were ours for the taking. We had talked about what we ...
FREE LIKE A CAMEL
... br> Wind raced at the walled-in town at Laayoune Port. Heaps of orange sand piled up against the wall. A bulldozer and truck came to remove some of this sand so the town wouldn't get buried.
Next to where I stood, orange sand swam across the highway like flat ghosts. It gathered on my bags. It sprayed in my eyes and face. I stood upon a pile of sand. This elevated my head enough to avoid most of the flying ...
Off to the beach!
... for travel sickness, he has fared quite well on such a winding road.
Along the way we pass farms with Argan trees, but unfortunately because it is afternoon we do not see "goats in trees". We also stop at an Women run Argan oil co-operative. The women first crack the shells with sharp stones. They then place the kernels between two Flintstone-size slabs of rock, grinding them into a brown paste, which resembles chunky peanut butter. The ...