Le Jardin des Douars Essaouira

... then sat and Mohammad cooked for us a tradition Morrocan feast, we had soup again for starters with lentals and chick peas in it then he brought out some salad of tomatoes and peppers covered in olive oil and lemon, some bread and a big tagine of beef with olives and peas and green beans it was an amazing meal and both Ian and I stuffed our faces full. We are off tomorrow to fez on the train and it takes 7 hours so we need to get some rest.

... However, upon much Googley research it turns out that PERMANENT tattoos are taboo in Morocco while TEMPORARY "henna" tattoos are apparently all the rage among locals and tourists alike. Thus, I settled for a full set of temporary "Berber bracelets" daintily hennaed 'round each of my ankles.<br><br> - Munching on a giant "McCrepe" at the local Golden Arches wanna-be - a little sandwich shop that I discovered tucked amid the ...

... both glad when it came to an end.<br><br>We wander back into town and decide that we are going to go and get a crepe. I have a banana and chocolate one. Alex realised earlier that she had lost her phone somewhere on the beach when we went horse riding, we all thought that she&#8217;d never see it again. By complete luck, my phone had been left on since we first arrived in Morocco and it started ringing &#8211; someone had found Alex&#8217;s phone &#8211; looked at the last ...

... A popular old Russian song by Alla Pugachova, the light suddenly went down low for a couple of seconds and the show was over... It looked like synthesizer of a band member was burnt by electricity failure=( It was so pity...<br><br>So, as far as we ended our drinks, we went back through the night city, which looked wonderful at night... Then again we spent some time by the pool with some wine=)<br>

Hotel Palais Le'Heure Bleue<br><br><br><br> <br><br><br><br>Imagine waking up to the sun peeking in through your suite window.<br><br>Just enough to summon you to the balcony to take in the marvelous views of Morrocco<br>.<br><br><br>The sea, the port and the towns that await you...<br><br><br>This could be the start of your day when you stay at the Heure Bleue Palais<br>.<br><br><br>Located in ...

... lovely room in Moroccan style. I felt like I'd never want to leave again. My first stop was Il Mare. A restaurant right behind the city walls but high enough to look over them. Ten days before Christmas, I was sitting outside on the roof terrace, enjoying a good lunch with a view of the ocean. It was blue skies all over and just pleasant. Was it really 3 days since I was walking through the snow...

... oil from its nuts is used for everything from cooking to curing acne! Played tour leader for the leg from Agadir to Essaouira and (broke the minibus's microphone - is anyone even remotely surprised at that).. by the way "Essaouira" orginates from the King Essa who had a son called Ouira - and don't let anyone tell you any different :) Lost our driver Hussain when we got to Essa, which was a shame because he was a good card player ...

... with Dave and Ben and the Australian driver of a Nomadic Expeditions overland truck that was also at the campsite that night. The Dream: This was the first unusual dream of the trip I can recall and the first after starting to take Lariam. The dream included some very vivid images, but when I woke up I felt as though I only remembered parts of it. I dreamt I ...

... that scatter here and there the vertical lines. Or maybe it was just the goat butter I had with the pancakes... Our target today is the town of Ouarzazate - the junction of the Draa and Dades valleys. But specifically we are shooting for a bikers home recommended to me by that chap on the Newhaven ferry 2 weeks ago. After the final Oasis of the valley we get to the home on the outskirts of town, but our host (Dutch) has gone out with a group and wont be back for a few days ...

... palace. If it is low tide, a wade around the listing turrets brings to mind the lyrics of the classic rock hit Castles Made of Sand that Jimi Hendrix is said to have been inspired to write after visiting the very spot. Back in the medina, or old city, the lively souq (open-air market) teems with the eager sounds of bartering and the heady scent of spices. Intricate rugs and colorful pottery are temptingly displayed. Ornate silver ...