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... with a wiring diagram, perhaps illustrating his skills as an electrical draftsman.
You might think that this is extravagant adaptation given we are camping. Perhaps! But convenience has a lot to do with this. We are so dependent on phones and ipads for everything. We have found that the batteries hardly last 8 hours on the phones and 3 only hours on the computer. The ipad has a longer life but then it takes a longer time to charge ...
... a few very funny comments about campervan life, apparently (some) Germans refer to our type of van as "yoghurt pottles" and he was scathing of the campsite saying it was just like a cemetery. He was of course staying there himself as well before heading home. He was a delightful character and an inspiration to us.
Another delightful couple we met were Stan (84) and Etol (89), their comment was why ...
... a swim, the water is bloody freezing though, the sun even came out while we were having lunch, definite tee shirt weather for a change
After lunch it was back into Agadir and a super market visit, we had to get food for the next 5 days, as we would be bush camping all the way for these 5 days
After this we went in search of some rocks that are named the archers, they have been shaped by wind and rain (I think we are just killing time though)
We arrived ...
... jet! Doesn't get much more random then that!
Off to paradise valley tomorrow so another rest day with no surfing. Apparently it's a bit of hike so hope I can cope in the heat. I just have to keep in mind that apparently there are turtles swimming around in the freshwater pools! May have to bring one home along with all the dogs from the beach...I think I'm going to need a bigger ...
... incorporating a nod instead of a shake, meaning "yes, you're right, it was me who gave you gonorrhea".
Last night for all the Yorkies and our token German so we celebrated by drinking copious amounts of contraband booze that was never travelling to the UK anyway, and waking up shocked and vomitous with what appeared to be the worst hangover I'd had since the now infamous "four days of debauchery" ball tournament of 2011. All right, maybe that ...