Auberge de la Plage Essaouira

... then sat and Mohammad cooked for us a tradition Morrocan feast, we had soup again for starters with lentals and chick peas in it then he brought out some salad of tomatoes and peppers covered in olive oil and lemon, some bread and a big tagine of beef with olives and peas and green beans it was an amazing meal and both Ian and I stuffed our faces full. We are off tomorrow to fez on the train and it takes 7 hours so we need to get some rest.

... chow down on a dizzying array of "fruits de la mer" - grilled fresh from the sea, and snap photo upon colorful photo of the brilliant blue boats, seagulls, market treats, etc.<br><br>Oh yes, and also... time for a little geocaching of course! Not 1 but 2 geocaches here in Essaouira (of a total of 34 in all of Morocco). The first of the two caches required a timely scamper across a river (at low tide) along with... as it ...

... us horse riding &#8211; that&#8217;s good enough for us, so we ask him to ring his friend who offers to pick us up from the riad at 10:30. He&#8217;s bang on time and we follow him through town to where he has parked his van and he drives us out to his ranch. The horses are in good condition and obviously looked after really well, so I&#8217;m happy with the situation. The horses get saddled up, we&#8217;re given hard hats (just in case) and then we get up on horseback! My ...

... two hours. When we arrived, it was such beautiful! We walked to the defensive fortress built right on the cliffs, there are many cannons which looks ahead on the ocean. The waves are crushing on the cliffs under the fortress... And the wind of course! It knocks you down as if you were a puppet... Incredible feelings... Then we went to the deep part of the fortress, to the town itself. We visited ...

... need assistance planning your day (perhaps a hike to explore the lovely<br><br><br>Atlas Mountains?) or a babysitter for the kids so you can have a night out alone on the town.<br><br><br>The list of entertainment possibilities is endless.<br>Both within and outside the hotel's walls. Pace through the courtyard of Heure Bleue Palais<br>and let the gorgeous palm trees and breath taking fountain put you ...

... incident, save for a bit of splashing - there was even some friendly photography. However, walking along the beach, rather than into the sea signified to the locals that all this was just a pretence, and we were actually here for some kif. Especially Mum, she was the ring leader, very suspicious looking. We just happened to walk past a couple ...

... of Arabia, and lots of people would travel back home to their families, so they put an old rattling bus back on the road and it came just at the right time. There was one seat left and it was next to a middle aged woman in a long dress so I wasn't too sure if it would be ok for me to sit there or would I get thrown out of the bus after only 50 meters, but I guess I was tolerable to the community ...

Woke up in the cold bedroom to hear the wind whistling through the gaps in the windows. I'd been so looking forward to walking along the beach here but it was out of the question. I quickly showered and applied my make up in the dim bathroom. On a visit to the washroom later in the morning, I discovered that the bad lighting was not great for applying makeup. I looked like Ronald McDonald! We met for a very pleasant breakfast deep in the bowels of the hotel and decided to ...

... Medina. Venders here, while numerous, are far more cordial than in the Jemaa-el-Fna, and will leave you alone if you let them know you're not interested. Several of them have offered to barter with us - a couple really liked my blue North Face sweater and my Tilley hat and sunglasses. One guy, and I SWEAR this is true, offered me "6 dozen camels" for Terri! Since one camel is worth 10000 Moroccan Dirhams, I'd be ...

... Moroccan families on vacation. Just like any tourist town, there are a few things that local touts try to aggressively sell you. Here it's camel rides on the beach and, oddly enough, macaroons and Madeline cookies. I can't even tell you how many people want us to buy cookies off of plates that young men are walking around with. While I am a bit of a cookie monster, I have a new rule (the # of hands rule) in which I try to purchase food that I decide has had the least number of ...