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... air. Now I understood.
'Salam aliekome!' I recited back. Now she smiled, satisfied.
When I next applied this newly acquired knowledge to the next ladies who, after having greeted me back, asked: 'Berbers?' I smiled and walked away.
I found out from the tour guide that 'Aliekome salam!' is used to greet more than one person simultaneously, or it could also mean 'May peace be on ...
... which interestingly did come you just have to run the water for 8 minutes or so before it gets warm. Once the rain died down Christine, Caleb and I went for a walk further through the town. We saw the local school van dropping kids off on the side of the road - their mothers waiting to greet them. The same scene we have grown up with in Canada yet here they got off the van and went in to a mud hut type home. A boy named Rachid of about 8 years old took a liking to ...
... states of disrepair. We wondered how on earth the inhabitants survived the bitter winters in such poor housing.
Small intensively farmed plots clung to the river flats; the stark green brilliance of the crops contrasting sharply against a framework of surrounding barren mountain peaks. Women worked the plots in long traditional clothing and donkeys mostly provided the transport for the newly harvested crops.
... and shear drop on the other with single lane and no guard rail of any description. Drop would be about 200 M. Amazingly there is a donkey trail up the side of this canyon. Look closely at one of the pictures and you will see it. We had agreed to spend tonight at Quarzazate, but Mike had sent me an SMS saying that he was at the end of the dirt on the top of the Dades Gorge at 11.10 am. I did not know how they could have achieved this because I ...
... the middle of nowhere where you honestly believe time has forgotten. Now going into this, we had no idea what to expect. No idea what we'd see. No idea what we'd eat. No idea where we'd sleep. The brochure is a referral from a friend, a Facebook introduction and a promise that we'd have a good time and get an inside look at Moroccan life with no hassles. Night one Was spent in Peter's mountain house. A camp to us, but already starting our trek off in a very cool way. He ...