Hotel Vent des Dunes
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... back up into the high Atlas Mountains. The range is at its lowest towards this end of the country and so it made sense for us to try and transverse them here, rather than heading up for the high ground again. Due to the lower height of the mountains here, the snow of our earlier visit was replaced by steep, green slopes that cascaded down into the valley, argan trees covering their sides. We stopped off in the midst of an argan orchard, the trees bunched ...
... if it would survive being bounced around, getting wet and in the bottom of my bag
Back on the truck, the rain was still coming down in sheets, we couldn’t see out of the sides, so it was carry on doing/seeing nothing
We pulled off the road onto a side track, lots of brush and small trees, then we stopped, we had to find firewood in the rain and from the few bushes that we could, ...
... the day and streets to explore in the dusk we didn't need many beers to feel completely relaxed.
I thoroughly recommend Essaouira for a holiday (after this trip I travelled back to Morocco with Naturally Morocco). Although it has a significant tourist influx, it manages and accommodates that well. It has made space for tourists rather than allowed tourism to take over and has beautiful places to stay.
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What was great: Cooler air, castle ruins, less hassle
What was not great: Walking into the ...
... to hang around too. The Moroccan fishermen
put a lot of pride and quite a number of hours in decorating their boats. Many
boats are built for heavy seas.
Strolling around town all morning sightseeing. For lunch we found a nice square full of different
restaurants. They have their main meal at lunch time, so we try to blend in as the prices and
variety of food is better.
After the customary nana nap we are off again. The ramparts ...