Riad Arboussas Essaouira
24, impasse Rue L'Allouj Essaouira, 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
... and then rain coincided with a drop from 27 to 5 degrees. At this point a 2 foot wide boulder from a landslide rolled 2m in front of me and off the edge of the road. Not funny.
As I finished crossing the High Atlas range, the temperature got better and Babs began to fill her lungs again. Eventually we came to Taroundant (we?! – sign of loneliness if ever I saw one)and saw the wonderful sight of real roads and pavements – as opposed ...
We're at Essaouira
February 8, 2012: El Jedida Well, we cruised right on by Casablanca on the freeway. Sorry Rick, we missed your café. I must admit some feelings of guilt, as it is a favourite movie, but apparently the medinas and casbahs we are seeing elsewhere are more representative of what Casablanca would have been like in the 40s anyway.
The first part of the drive from Rabat was somewhat interesting, along the rough Atlantic coast with crashing waves. The small N1 ...
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 ...
It all works out
... in a matter of minutes, a man that Ahmagi had met on the bus joined us at the cafe. Another few minutes passed and two Americans, Jason and Mary, that Ahmagi had met in Marrakech joined us at the table. It did not take long to figure out that Ahmagi, had the remarkable ability of meeting people and bringing people together. I definitely felt lucky having met Ahmagi on the bus, as my trip to Essaouira may have been a completely ...


