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... a bit roudy - but are harmless). We grab one last dinner at one of the pop-up restaurants in the square (which wasn't really my thing) before heading back.
The following day the tour is over and everyone goes their own ways. Kathryn and I decide to stay at the resort grabbing a facial (relaxing) and pedicure (so ticklish how do people find these things pleasant?) then relax by the pool before getting a taxi to the old town where our ...
After two nights in Zagora, we started our way back northwest and ended up again in the seeming middle of nowhere. Our accomodations, the Kasbah Air Ben Damietta, was a wonderful place, run by a French woman; so the cuisine de haute was French - steak!
We also stopped at the Atlas Movie Studio outside of, here comes that name again, Ouarzazate. Lawrence of Arabia, Cleopatra, and Patton, among other, were filmed, at least in part, here.
... after twenty hours already spent in route. And all of this for a 45 minute flight to Marrakech. Could have taken a train or bus, but wouldn't have arrived any sooner. When I finally arrived in Marrakech, I seriously questioned whether I'd ever travel this distance again in one continuous swoop. (By the end of the trip, I was ready to start planning my next!!!)
The driver was ...
... out how we were going to make it all fit. But my sister is a wiz at packing and somehow got it all back in, including all of our purchases, with some room to spare in my carryon. I was astounded and thought we must be forgetting something, but it really all did fit.
The rain picked back up again in the evening. Dinner in the Riad was served in the library, where Hassan had built us a fire. The rainy weather wasn’t so cold that we needed the warmth of ...
... adorable, is all I'm saying. August 16th: We had l wake up early today to make sure we got to the bus by 730am, which was taking us to the Sahara. This included packing our little overnight bags and packing up our big bags to put into the storage closest. Luckily we made it to the bus depot just in time. Little did we realise that this started the bumpiest and windy trip of our lives. When you combine the kamikaze drivers here, with the terrible quality of roads and the ...