Hotel des Iles
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... Can’t say I blame them.
As for trinkets, Alan and I bought festival T-shirts. Whoo, Whooo!
Thursday morning came around and we were excited to see what and who would roll into town. We had begun to see folks clearly not from around here – Guys and gals all looking like Gangsta Rap or whatever the kids say now. I hadn’t seen 6 inch glossy heels in a while or platinum blonde hair on an African beauty, but there ...
... 10 miles long and one and a half meters to two meters thick. We drove around the outside of the walls. There are many gates. Some are original gates. On the right were the old walls, on the left there were modern buildings, quite a contrast. Buildings in the new parts of Marrakesh can only be three stories high, no higher than the mosque minarets. We drove west into a suburb that used to be all date palms. The city keeps expanding. There is also ...
... What we had taken for some
random walls turned out to be a small village. The roofs of the houses are flat and inset. As we descended the rough road towards
the coast we exchanged greetings with many villagers heading up the track. We
also encountered some interesting wildlife,: mating tortoises and tree climbing
found us in the town of Essaouira, which everyone loves, ...
... and dancing, and also see atop a neighboring roof the gentleman who will be having us over for cocktails later in the afternoon. Ian Robertson is a dear friend and fellow traveler, and has owned a home sitting directly atop the ramparts of the city for about seven years. He has made this old living space totally new, and totally fabulous. We clamber about in this many-level mansion and enjoy the views from the roof. Ian regales us with ...
... and decided to stay perched on our rocks and let them navigate around us. Got back to the gite and relaxed for a while before the others arrived back. Had a great lunch out on the terrace - soup, pasta, lentils, salad. Wrapped my sleeping bag around me to stay warm. Packed up and headed down the mountain again, AJ and Sandra on mules, the rest of us hiking. Back in the bus again after collecting our bags from the cafe ...