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Travel Blogs from Oualidia
... a relatively small percentage of the population and predominantly for those who live in the cities. In the country it is completely different. People still plough their fields with mules and ploughs, crops are gathered by hand, houses are built from the earth in the area, thus blending in perfectly with the environment. Flocks of sheep and goats are tended by shepherds as there are few fences to keep them in. A lot of these shepherds are ...
... but been then one can't get the true picture. There is a large long area full of fresh seafood that you can go to to choose your dinner. There is also a greenhouse where they grow seasonal vegetables and also new plants for the garden. They will pack up a picnic and take you off somewhere private. There is also surfing, kayaking and golf, but I think a day around the pool for us ...
... being offered mainly sea items; fish, crabs, oysters, spikey things; then on to quad bikes, kite sufing, grilled chicken morrocan salad on the beach. We get confused when asked how much weight of chicken we want so avoid this. I'm yet to see my bike ride past me so hopefully it's still in someones back garden. Our profiteering host makes us a tagine and we also stumble across the infamous Mustaffa on the beach. He insists on ...
... were 1-2 meters high.
The next day, we rented 3 boogie-boards at really nice guy's place. They were a blast! I also got really good waves and I felt good at it. On a normal wave, I might go 75 meters at least!! Some of the waves were even 3 meters tall!!!
I have had a blast learning to surf and wish you were all here, too.
cliff on an island we had all to ourselves, watching the powerful waves
crash on the rocks, spraying us with salty mist. You could feel the
earth shaking under us like little earthquakes. The thundering sound of
approaching and crashing waters magnificent, scary, awe-inspring and
beautiful. Reinforcing my respect (read: fear) of open waters. After I
watched Kara and Michael waiting for wind to do another kite surfing
- Then ...