Travel Blogs from Essaouira
It was less than half an hour up to Essaouira so we were there in no time. Our campsite is about a 30 minute walk along the massive beach to the town. We set up camp then headed along the beach into town. It is slightly cooler here in the mid 20s but the sun is still very hot. Essaouira has a mild climate all year round due to the trade winds from the Atlantic. ...
On Thursday 12 September we drove a little further up the coast to another little surfing village. This one seems a bit newer and all that is here is a massive beach, a couple of restaurants and a couple of hotels. On the beach they offer camel or horse rides. The campsite here isn't very old and is refreshingly clean and the showers have hot water woohoo! Still no ...
... get you anywhere.
Saying 'no, I dont want anything. NO', usually does after a while! Oh
and for goodness sake, DO NOT tell anyone where you are from. They
are NOT interested, it is just a conversation starter and you will
not get rid of them once they start talking.
Then there are the local people who
start to recognise you. With Charly being blonde and us both having
dreadlocks, people find it very easy to recognise us. We now have
some locals who we ...
... Gnawa festival. A fusion of African beats and modern sounds. We made sure we stopped in and picked up a handful of new CD’s. Tim also purchased some basics for the planned fancy dress party, making sure they could be used again. A long sleeved, light coloured, local style shirt (bargained down from 30 to 10 Euro) and a pair of local slippers...both to complement one of my sarongs around his head as Ali Baba.
We wandered back out to the ...
... stretch of trmac between the two cities. And daydream of daydreams, a dual carriageway, seperated by a median strip of dirt. Sheer bliss to be coasting at 100km/hr again, straight and true. Most of the towns are small and gone before you've really set eyes on them.