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... we head off to find a taxi. A chap approaches & asks if we are looking for a taxi, & as we say 'yes' we are immediately surrounded by eager taxi drivers...bees round a honey pot! We choose one & agree on a price: it's a Petit Taxi, & both our heads touch the ceiling once we squeeze ourselves in..cheap though!
Next morning off to visit the palace...series of courtyards surrounded by a numbe of rooms, all quite shaded & decorated with blue ...
... awaits. As there is a road blocked off we have to transfer our bags to an old man (he was at least 80) who wheelbarrows them along. He did get rather cheeky asking for a lot of money at the end. At least he didn't keel over - I'd feel terrible. We head out for dinner on a rooftop over Marrakech ahead of our departure the following day.
What would be the point, you say, in going to Morocco and buying spices without whipping up a feast in ...
After two nights in Zagora, we started our way back northwest and ended up again in the seeming middle of nowhere. Our accomodations, the Kasbah Air Ben Damietta, was a wonderful place, run by a French woman; so the cuisine de haute was French - steak!
We also stopped at the Atlas Movie Studio outside of, here comes that name again, Ouarzazate. Lawrence of Arabia, Cleopatra, and Patton, among other, were filmed, at least in part, here.
At 7.30 we got a big car and we got in it. Oliver, Jacob and dad went in the back, and mum and me sat in the middle. We drove up a mountain. First stop was a restaurant, we got some Pringles and a pack of chocolate biscuits. We kept on going. When we where driving we saw some awesome villages. When we got to the top of the mountain the roads were very twisty and our driver went very fast!! We went to a very old village called Ait Ben Haddou. We had to cross a river by ...
... Jeremy, who still had a miniscule sleeping space in the hammam, and rather graciously put him up in the best room of the riad, wow, all that grandeur for his final night in Marrakesh.
I was content with my humble but cosy rooftop space, already feeling so much at home.
I could happily have stayed longer, but time is short and there is more of Morocco to see. Our friend Ian is messaging us to come and join him in the town of Ouarzazate, which is a gateway to the Sahara desert.