Sally Bed &Breakfast
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- Airport Transportation
- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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How 10Dh became 40Dh
We were walking through the Souq and came across a hair salon. I thought that I had negotiated a haircut for 10 D (about E1). He seemed to be doing such a good job that I decided to have my beard also trimmed, razor style.
On completion the priced seemed to have quadrupled. I was not unhappy, it was a great job and the cost was still only Euro4 or about $NZ6. I think he was late for prayers, I still had my ears and I was ...
... donkeys to transport it kilometers to the threshing machine. Later on in the day, we saw many nomad tents set up near the fields. Maybe they come here to help with harvest.
We climbed over one last ridge before dropping steeply to the Atlantic coast.
Police Got Us (Gendarmed Again!)
As one enters Sidi Ifni from the north, there is a long incline to the central core of old ...
... trying to wave to the camera while surfing. Back in 2009 the rest of the world got together and insisted they add the quotation marks to "International". Attendance is by fake invitation only.
Sights and Activities
The coast around Mirleft is rife with empty waves just waiting to be conquered and tamed like a recalcitrant shrew that's recently outgrown its metaphoric britches. There are numerous private surf guides around that can ...
... there were more French souls, who actually lived in Agadir, one of the ladies of whom handed bscuits around and was making handicrafted headscarfs with her friend. The cafe was where we were all hanging out, along with the cats.
Anna and I took turns to go swimming, Ian and the chiildren in the waters too and what a lovely time we were having, between sea play and relaxing with olives, bread and mint tea. George knowked over a ...
... us to relent to his vision. Luckily, a mercedes then came along, and though the driver wasn't going our way, he could nevertheless get us out of town to a better hitching spot.
It felt good to be at last away from the town, back in the countryside. As I rushed towards a distant ruin in the fields to wee, Rosina managed to flag down a car. I was too desperate to heed her calls, but thankfully the driver of the car waited for my return.
The young man of the ...