Riad Dar L Oussia Essaouira

Got up to another really tasty breakfast had a terrible nights sleep as some spanish girls that were staying in our Riad got up with the call to prayer at 5am and they were going off on a trip to the desert! You can go on a camel to the desert and stay overnight sleeping in a traditional tent and eating traditional food something that we would have done had we had more time.<br><br>We decided to go for a little walk around and try and buy ...

... chow down on a dizzying array of "fruits de la mer" - grilled fresh from the sea, and snap photo upon colorful photo of the brilliant blue boats, seagulls, market treats, etc.<br><br>Oh yes, and also... time for a little geocaching of course! Not 1 but 2 geocaches here in Essaouira (of a total of 34 in all of Morocco). The first of the two caches required a timely scamper across a river (at low tide) along with... as it ...

I&#8217;d always had this romantic notion of riding a horse along a deserted beach with the wind blowing through my hair &#8211; well it sure was windy, but it wasn&#8217;t quite as romantic in reality due to having an extremely sore bum!! I won&#8217;t sit down for a week I reckon!! Yep, another dream was realised today.<br><br>At breakfast we mentioned to the owner of the riad we are staying in that we wanted to go horse riding &#8211; he says that he has a friend who could ...

... having internet access issues and was trying to manage my messed up life without it... thankfully Abdul was such a helpful guy, and he let me use his computer several times.<br><br>I came back to Essaouira after my tour for the Gnaoua world music festival. I had never heard of Gnaoua music in my life, but I thought I would go anyway! I just caught the very end of it. Originally I was supposed to meet with Abdul and his friend there, but his friend got ...

At 7 A.M. we already left the hotel to move north to the ancient port town Essaouira. It was a Pirate port and has a lot of history to tell and to show us.<br><br>The trip was much more dangerously now. The Serpentine is so scary, and the driver of the bus drives like a mad man, but of course, he's just very experienced, but sitting near the window made some people almost sick. The road took ...

Breakfast was surprisingly wonderful in my little hotel along the road, I got a very nice French Crepe, a thin crispy pancake, and a fruit salad. The bus to my next destination Essaouira left at 8 am but I didn't want to spoil the day with the sound of an alarm clock. I was sure there would be some other possibility to get there, and I was right. It was the time of some mutton-eating festival in ...

... a cool red and orange stripey rug that I'd had my eye on for a while - bargaining hard I think i got a pretty good deal. More exploring I found myself in a small square near the port. I checked out a few shops and found my Moroccan patch that I'd been looking for for ages - will be adding that to the backpack when i get home... I also picked up some postcards and a fridge magnet then I went and ...

... and attempted to kiss me. I pulled away and left as quickly as I could, only to end up in another shop where I was given a "present", Berber tea, which I hate because it's so sweet. He actually offered it to me without sugar, but it came as sickly sweet as ever. I politely drank it, expecting him to try and sell me something, but instead the conversation got onto whether I had a boyfriend, which of course I answered "yes". He didn't believe me (I ...

... my back. The uninhbited airflow creates a cooling effect across the regions it traverses. To cool the right side of my body, it's a simple switch in the hand position (right hand pointing forward, slight jink in back position), but if you have watched Zoolander too many times then, like me, you will want to do this mimicking a crawling motion and pout the lips a little for an imaginery camera. The trouble with riding with an open jacket is that the faster you go, the more it ...

The road out of the walled in beach town of Essouira passes up and through a National Park high up on a plateau, which is covered in Argon tree orchards and thusly populated by those furry, tree climbing Argon goats. The road was very heavily travelled by speeding busses and blue taxis chock full of people and stuff loaded atop, who were ruthless honkers and rude drivers at first... but by the end of the day the drivers ...