Hotel Ksar Assalassil
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... Atlas Cedar. I thought I saw a couple but couldn’t get a photo. Shoot, I really wanted to document one in the wild. Someone on the bus shouted, “Look there is a monkey!” Sure enough, Khalid knew where to pull over so we could all get our fix of the Barbary ape (technically Barbary macaque and a true monkey, not an ape) – the same apes (monkeys) found in Gibraltar. Their name refers to the Barbary Coast.
... anything. Every few minutes the fellow would bring it up again. I finally told him to buzz off, but he continued to hang around.
The sun finally began to set and I have to say it was underwhelming to say the least. I think one of the problems was that I had already experienced a desert sunset in Wadi Rum in Jordan and NOTHING will ever compare. It was just me, the desert and the sunset. (In fact, I almost got lost walking back to the desert camp in the ...
... was a little less fun than usual.
Our placement is one of the longer ones. Some people get back to the house by noon; we don't even get picked up until 12:45. Unfortunately, none of the orphan wranglers really considered this discrepancy in schedules until Friday afternoon when we got back to the house about twenty minutes before we needed to pile in to a van to head out for Merzouga. So the beginning of our weekend trip was also a little bit stressful, with the eleven of ...
... before sunrise and headed uphill again for a better view. After sunrise we went back down and Ibrahim unhobbled the dromedaries and saddled up. We rode back to the Auberge where we had a refreshing shower followed by breakfast. Fran was going to do washing as they have a machine there but one of the brothers said he would do it. Very nice! So we did our bit and had a snooze and read for a bit and caught up with the internet. All very restful.
... in four different languages (with some hilarious attempts at explaining them that epitomized the phrase "lost in translation"), we stretched out under the desert sky, and tried to ease the soreness of sitting on a metal frame covered by a few blankets on what feels like a rodeo ride at a bar. We woke up with the first light, and braved the wind to sit atop a dune and watch the sun rise before making the trek back to the hotel and got ready for the long drive to Marrakesh.