Hotel Beaurivage Essaouira

... few days to have a wash as they dont have any shower facilities in their houses. I was going to go but apparently it is really hot and I was a bit worried about fainting as I still dont feel 100% after the acident. So Ian went off with Mohammad on his own and I hung around reading and trying to get our washing dry which was hanging on the line on the roof terrace. Ian got back smoking a morrocan cigarette and acting now like a true ...

... chow down on a dizzying array of "fruits de la mer" - grilled fresh from the sea, and snap photo upon colorful photo of the brilliant blue boats, seagulls, market treats, etc.<br><br>Oh yes, and also... time for a little geocaching of course! Not 1 but 2 geocaches here in Essaouira (of a total of 34 in all of Morocco). The first of the two caches required a timely scamper across a river (at low tide) along with... as it ...

... into the small kitchen seating area to wait for it to be cooked. Yassir orders me some chips and a Moroccan salad. The atmosphere in there is superb &#8211; and I love every second. <br><br>Their selection arrives cooked and ready to eat. They all get tucked in and I really, really wanted to join them, I just can&#8217;t find it in me. Then Yassir breaks off a small bit of sole and hands it to me &#8220;come on&#8221; he says &#8220;eat it, it can&#8217;t kill you&#8221 ...

... workshop where local masters make different and and extraordinary things using the tree Thuja. Diiferent small souvenirs, tables, boxes, cupboards, hangers, toys... All that can be found here, such beauty things...<br><br>Then we had some free time to walk around the city and shops by ourselves, and then we met again to go to Agadir again.<br><br>While on the road, we saw local trees Argan ...

... of the natives as well as the tourists, the gnaoua music whispering in the<br>background. The hotel is located in the heart of all that is happening in Morocco.<br><br><br><br>If you aren't sure how to start your day, a friendly hotel concierge would be more than happy to<br><br><br>be of help to you. The staff, though discreet, is always at your call to meet your individual<br><br><br>needs. Whether ...

... surfers along the way. i think that we all feared that essasouria would be similar. fortunately, it has kept much of its old world charm. today, we had a lunch at a place where the locals eat. it was delicious! the food was spiced just right and the bread was soo good! i'm on my way not to see what the fish auction is all about and to see what kind of weird fish are brought in for catch. We are here for 3 days so i might be able write back sooner. Alma

... The road to Essaouira is partly along the coast where some huge waves attract surfers, but at 17 degrees water temperature at this time of the year, it appears somewhat pale compared to Hawaii. So I guess they come here if Daddy's cheque didn't arrive in time for the flight to Honolulu. Essaouira is a town with a great atmosphere. It is right next to the coast, a walled city that looks unchanged ...

... cooked up a mean Tagine with Harira (soup), polished off with fresh bananas and strawberries. Ancient Phonecian ramparts lead to the port where fresh fish is unloaded, only to make it 50m into the hands of the vendors who cook your choice up over grills, served with fries of course! Turned into the Mellah (old Jewish quater, better known as the ghetto) to find ourselves amongst less salubrious folk....nothing ...

... the earth "like mushrooms" and a gathering will form from nothing. Sure enough, fixing a tyre 30 km from the nearest town, no one in sight... in 2 minutes time a guy comes up to have a look! No one saw which direction he came in from, it really was as if his spore in the ground had suddenly popped up and hey presto, there he was. Unbelievable! 60 kilometres in and large swathes of sand come onto the track. Anything deeper than 3 inches is problematic and Pierpaolo, energy levels ...

Sunday, February 26, 2006 Marrakech - Midnight Dear Readers: Another fabulous day in Morocco! We are out the door at 8am, driving to the seaside port of Essaouira. Because of the recent rain, the passing scenery is green and gorgeous. We stop at a women's cooperative where they crush the seeds that produce Argan Oil, observing the process and purchasing some if so inclined (I resist). Our guide tries to fill the few hours drive with more information about Islam, and it is interesting to ...