Dar El Qdima Essaouira
4 rue Malek Ben Rahal, Avenue de l_Istiqlal, Medina Essaouira, Morocco
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Clementines for a smile
... afternoon treat. He said shokran and walked away with a smile starting to peel open the delicious treat. I've got to say I felt pretty good about that experience, even though I had given him essentially nothing he was completely appreciative of it and made his day and my day a little brighter. As I made my way back to the hostel, I passed by another little boy with a backpack on who was just cheerfully walking down the alley. As I walked by him, I handed him ...
Ease'n up in Essaouria
... to scrub / pummel me into next week. He also did some improvised yoga on me (I swear I heard my back crack at least 7 times during the "treatment"). Following the stretching, we were given a scrub down with some kind of scour like sock thing and then steamed for another 10 minutes. Following a quick rinse, we were then covered with Argan oil, which was rubbed deep into the skin. A final rinse and the treatment was over. I'd never felt so clean / broken in my entire ...
Tourist time
... my orientation isnt the best when i have a sound state of mind and when everything looks the same and you cant see over anyof the walls to figure out where you are it's a bit tricky! camping for a few nights to save money but as pretty much all my clothes have fallen to pieces we'll need a hotel and a non broken pair of flip flops soon.
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Everyone Loves Argon
... Around the edge ofthe village were several parking areas--one for donkeys ane carts, and a couple for pack animals. The olive harest is underway so there were lots of olives for sale. We also stopped by the animal auction, but by the time we got there, the auction was over. Animals were being loaded into vehicle, either by their new owner, of if they hadn't been sold, to be transported to the next day's market. Sopmetimes, the trucks had ...
Reflections on Morocco
... while to close off this chapter before moving on with the story.
After returning from the desert, we came back to Marrakech for two days. These passed in a blur with soccer-filled afternoons, drinks at the Tazi, and orange juice and calamari in the square. After two nights, however, we were ready to move on and chose a small coastal town called Essaouira as our final stop in Morocco. While the group had grown and shrunk at stages, 6 of us (Ed, ...


