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Groundhog bushcamping
... girls got 'ambushed' by henna tattooists. As dusk fell the square became like 1001 Arabian Nights, with snake charmers, musicians, dancers, traditional water sellers and dervishes. Food stalls were set up, and we ate well, cheaply. Whilst watching the transformation from a roof terrace bar we spotted Alyson. She had got here pages and her I visa. Then back to camp.
Back to the centre of Marrakech and the medina ...
Riding Camels along the beach
... would be there cheering you on.
After enjoying the relaxed feel that was Essauira we headed back towards our hotel. With one more stop along the way - Camel riding. We managed to talk them into cutting the length of the ride and the price before we took them up on the offer. It was the weirdest feeling when the camel stood up. They stand up with their back legs first so ...
Essaouira
... if our seats were taken, we'd take the robbers on and show them who was boss, basically a show down like the movies where the goodies win and get all their stuff back - there was no way that was going to happen. It wasn't too surprising when there was no show down and we boarded no trouble enjoying a carefree journey to Essaouira.
We were staying in a 5 star hotel, it was very quiet due to ...
Chilling Out
... The other weird thing about Essaouira is that the place was over run by cats, they were not wild but were everywhere..
We were told about a really good french restaurant in Essaouira which we decided to try. We went down a very dark alley, road all being dug up, followed the sign through to the restaurant and found ourselves in the most beautiful courtyard. The waiter gave us the menu and when we asked for the wine list, we were told that they didn't have ...
Essaouira and cold weather
... mint tea, commonly known as ‘Berber whiskey’. We sat there for an hour and talked, planning out the next leg of our trip.
Estela was looking for a sweater and so we found our way into a shop run by a Berber nomad named Habib. He offered us tea, and I plopped down on one of his rugs (he was a rug vendor) and leaned against a dozen more. We talked about traveling and the majority of his year that he spends with his family in a Kasbah on the southeast corner ...
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