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Travel Blogs from Zagora
... on, using all natural ingredients. For example - teal colors come from mixing mint & alfalfa; blue is from indigo; yellow is from saffron; red is from henna plants; green is from manganese - which is copper & silica.
I decided I wanted to bring home a tagine days ago, and I figured this couldn't be a more perfect place. I wandered from room to room in a daze from all the gorgeous colors and types of pottery, and fell in love with a gorgeous ...
Today, we finally have to talk blisters, I'm sorry. At least it's better than bowels! So for a few days now I have felt quite smug that my feet have maintained their fleshy, soft, though now slightly whiffy appearance. Not a blemish in sight. My feet aren't the most beautiful you will ever see. They're quite large for a lady; size 8 in UK terms mostly. But then I've never professed to being a lady. They are also very wide with the two longest toes next to the big toe being of ...
... below. Note was not a
straight drop, if we had gone over the edge, we would have probably
rolled all the way to the bottom, which is perhaps reassuring!
have noticed an almost every small village there is a dirt field with
goalposts for the boys to practice their skills at soccer, and hopefully
make the big league playing for Chelsea or whatever.
night we had quite a lot of heavy rain, but obviously not ...
... the views. We could see snow capped mountains in the distance, between the breaking of the two mountains which surround us and the river. The Sun again, played its part in highlighting this area of natural beauty.
We then reached the bottom of the waterfalls in the Ourika Valley. These are called the Seven Waterfalls of Seti Fama. Here we joined up with a group of more tourists and a local guide to take us up the mountains on a trek to the highest of the seven ...
After a few days in Marrakech we decided to embark on a bit of an adventure and head east across the Atlas mountains and into the great Sahara desert. In the typical Moroccan way, the morning started with its special combination of chaos, lateness and a sweating array of mustachioed men yelling and gesturing wildly with their hands. Eventually we set off in a mini bus with a brooding driver and an international mix of people. There was a lovely French speaking couple from ...