Hotel des Palmiers
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It is amazing what you can achieve when you put your mind to it.
This is more of a boys story and really has little to do with Morocco.
With limited resources we have been able to install an inverter with internal plug fittings to the camper utilising the leisure batteries that delivers both 12 DC and 220 AC. This means we can now charge the computer with 220 AC and other electrical devices using 12volt DC such as the USB's to ...
... take 5 minutes in NZ just about took all day. As we waited we wondered around the Souk and Gayle brought a very smart red and black leather coat, a total impulse buy but she is very pleased with it.
The other exciting thing for us is that our sons have brought a house together in New Zealand, they took possession on 15 January (Thomas's birthday) and have sorted out tenants already. So we are very proud of them. ...
... was rather ******, he never really got to give his new toy a good work out, but we had enough decent wood for a couple of fires anyway
As we left we all waved good bye to the nice policeman (we never did find out if the King minded about the tree)
O after that we drove on for hours, with usual pee breaks and photo stops (I was just getting fed up seeing flat featureless land with water everywhere (the rainfall is supposed to be nonexistent, but we seem to be ...
... Quick shower which we have now discovered is broken and in fact should be dispensing hot water instead of the freezing cold water we have been bathing in so far and it was time for evening yoga.
For dinner we finally had some traditional Moroccan food in the form of a fish tagine and assorted vegetables with orange and cinnamon for desert.
Early night for us as shattered after today's antics so to sleep we ...
Through a supreme effort of will I made it out to a restaurant where I gorged on half a Sprite, one triangle of stale bread and 5 mouthfuls of Moroccan soup before returning to bed, exhausted and nauseous, where I entertained myself by lying painfully awake and worrying myself even sicker about the 5 hour taxi and bus journey to Marrakech I had planned for the following day.
Surfing Progress Report - Saturday
Dreamt of all the ...