Les jardins d'Ines
Travel Blogs from Marrakech
... large brown eyes. As kids, some of us were embarrassed for her when we stumbled across bare breasted tribal women hidden deep inside the glossy pages of National Geographic. Others slightly resented her with millions of starving children. We sat alone at the dinner table, chastised, long after the plates had cleared, chewing on fatty chunks of meat floating in cold irish stew. We have been in Africa for two ...
March 4th to 8th, 2014 On our return to Cape Town we easily slip into the rhythm. We head to the grungy but colourful Woodstock neighbourhood. We gather with the hip rainbow nation at the Old Biscuit Mill. Local designers sell a wide variety of fashion accessories and housewares including messenger bags made from recycled brown paper and chic bamboo framed sunglasses. This creative entrepreneurial spirit is helping to transform the quality of life for ...
I ****** Janet off last night being too loud on the roof, and my laugh kept her awake till 04:00 this morning. It was the first night I'd heard the first prayer call that went off at about 04:15. Even after a later night I was up 4 short hours later for the Baby Orphanage again this morning. I was quite selfish putting my name down for it again, but I had to see my little Adam. I loaded up my new leather rucksack I'd got from the Souls for only ...
Day 083: 8 hours, 5.0 kms
By the time we reach our first town, we've had to ford the stream several times and both my fellow hikers have managed to get their shoes soaked—but their still game to keep hiking. We finally find a path up to Tamzdert, a simple little village with rosy cheeked children that have a look of innocence—untouched by the evils of the outside world.
The path beyond the village sort ...
... plunge into the heart of the market and within minutes had seen more than we could have hoped to in the whole trip - snakes, silverwear, pottery, clothes, bags, slippers, spices piled high, dried fruits and nuts and so on and all of it set to a constant barrage of attention, both commercial and sexual in nature. Perhaps it was the overtness or the constancy of the attention, but it didn’t feel threatening so much as ridiculous and unprecedented.
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