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... a beaucoup apprecie, pas mal meme. Ca ne sert a rien de vous dire qu on a pris ca molo!
Depuis le debut du voyage, on nous a dit: " Agadir, rien a dire; Essaouira, ca ira; Marrakesh, Arnakech!"
Apres avoir vecu le desert et les villages de caravaniers, nous voila sur la route touristique de la cote Atlantique et nous seront en mesure de confirmer ou non ces dires.
Pour le moment nous pouvons affirmer qu Agadir, il n y a rien a dire, mis a part son souk, sa ...
... the same.
Rain is stopping now; i hope i can leave here soon.
Maybe one more story: the camelguy
i like camels, they are always cool even when their owners are not.
I never understand why so powerful animals let little kids dominate them, especially when they thread them bad.
So there are guys going around with icecream, amuletts, horses and camels.
You could rent of buy, but not that much as there are only around 15 People on the whole big ...
After being dropped of by the Arab Tom Selleck at the bike shop that over the phone had assured be they not only had magura mineral oil but they could also help fit the new clutch slave (still naively optimistic) it dawned on me that this tiny, very dirty and very cluttered little shop may not actually be the place we were supposed to be! I think Adrian and I both know it but have chosen not to talk about... After spending the rest of ...
10 hours, 23.0 kms
Agadir, November 17, 2011
The bus north is an overnight bus, which I quite happy for. Quite frankly I do not want to spend another day sitting in a cramped collective taxi gazing out to endless emptiness. This puts me back in Agadir region, an area I've explored quite a bit… and I have a full day to kill before taking another overnight bus to Casablanca.
But this day will not be ...
... br> No surf today - flat :( Popped into Agadir with Bob and Sandra. Checked out the souq which was pretty mellow compared to what we were used to. They wanted eggs so we went to the chicken stalls where you could buy fresh eggs and fresh chickens - so fresh they weigh them alive, then slit their throat, then put then in this machine that plucks all their feathers - not for the faint hearted! ...