Chez Pierre Tinerhir

... everyone's alcohol without permission, even at 8:00 am in the morning! He was a shady character so we realized in the end when our cutting boards, Sarah’s headlamp, everyone’s alcohol and many things which have yet to be discovered have gone amiss. This shishty burbur was caught taking peoples things on numerous occasions but would just apologize profusely and take it again. He’d rob us blind if he could. I would not recommend this place to anyone but according to ...

... last night there were a few sore heads in the morning. The last of the party animals arrived back at the rooftop bedroom at about 3.30am. They were greeted by the chorus of snoring which appeared to swap between one side of the rooftop terrace to the other at irregular intervals. At least I am now aware of the snorers and I'm able to position my sleeping arrangements so I avoid them.



We took a short drive up and through Todra Gorge with the truck. I'm sure ...

Full day in Todra Gorge today. We went for a trek in the morning - yes, I walked somewhere :) Typically understated, Jamal wished us a "good walk".. "walk" was a 5 hour hike, climbing up rocks to a height of about 2000m where we had tea with a nomad family living at the top of the mountain :) Views ...

... anything. In the avo we got a local guide to take us down into the township of Chefchaouen, which is a moderate sized village situated up in the Rif Mountains, surrounded by jagged rocky peaks. He told us a little of the history of the area, and showed us around the maze like cobblestone streets, and blue and white-washed walls of the buildings. We visited an authentic blanket and rug store, where you could watch the guy handmaking the blankets on a huge manual loom. We were ...

... another tagine but beautifully cooked and absolutely delicious. Kim had sneaked in a bottle of red wine and persuaded me to join her with a glass. Against my better judgement, I did but it made me gag and I had to leave it. Decided to wait until we got back to the hotel bar and then hit the vodka. Just after 10pm we said our goodbyes, and drove back to the hotel. Feeling buoyant after a good meal and pleasant evening, we charged through reception and ...

Hey, we did awake after all;)...or better to say only me to take some sunrise photos. Of course we couldn't see which landscape we were going through yesterday night, so this was the first time I could be amazed how nice it really was. The sun began to floodlight the red mountains on the horizon and after having kissed even our car, we decided to move on even more to the east to Tinerhir. The road goes just straight on through absolute moon-like landscape ...

... You must pay for a photo. Nothing's free in Morocco, Too to doo do doo!" Perhaps half an hour later a great photo opportunity suddenly presented itself - a turbaned man with a mule coming up the trail. This old guy was 10 dirham photogenic, and I was ready to negotiate a photo. I can usually successfully exchange greetings and talk numbers (but little else) in French and Arabic, but my attempts at verbal communication were a ...

Taxi ride from desert to Rissani involved us being stopped by a guy who wanted us to go into his carpet shop. 2 Local buses to get to Tinehir bus stop full of scarey little boys. These are better sometimes because the aircon doesn't work on the the more expensive buses (CTM) - local buses have small windows and 'if' they're open it's cooler. Taxi up into the Gorge. When we arrived we were exhausted, sandy, dirty and hungry. Dinner ...

... fruit until about 25 years of age. One-half the population of Morocco is involved in agriculture. The palmeries are covered with ruined kasbahs. Kasbahs were initially military forts that housed the city's army, but later could be described as a style of housing of two or more storeys where animals were housed downstairs and families occupied the upper quarters. Similar to the Berber houses we saw in the desert, kasbahs are constructed of mud, stones ...

... hot weather - something Jamie hadn't mentioned to me before, but she restarts after the petrol has cooled down enough (maybe our journey will take a little longer than we originally thought..). Anyway after waiting to cool down, she starts fine and just managed to get out of town before we made history by being the first infidels to spend to night in Moulay Idriss... Stayed on a bizarre campsite - the proprietor, Abdou, was lovely but seemed to have no idea that toilets and showers ...