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... years. We went to our hotel at Tarroudannt.
The following day we headed to the Atlantic coast, calling in at yet another tannery, not the most pleasant place to visit. We called in at a big supermarket & bought things for a picnic lunch, which we had on the beach by the Atlantic Ocean. We then travelled inland a bit & saw a lot more argan trees. We went to a women’s co-operative, where they manually extract the nuts & crush them to make ...
... us to get out and follow him though some more narrow streets and eventually we came to a large black door! What was behind the door was a hidden gem! Our riad el faris was beautiful, it was like an oasis with lovely moroccon features and a little plunge pool in the courtyard! We were offered mint tea while we checked in and then shown to our room. The next morning we excitedly headed out with map in hand to explore the medina souks and the Jemna al fna ...
gotten into our pyjamas last night and we were gathered in the dining area
downstairs we heard a loud, aggressive bang on the door. We were all home apart
from Sam, Maria and Lihn, but they had keys so wouldn’t have the need to knock.
Abi and Tess went to answer it to be confronted by a very angry local shop
owner screaming at them in Arabic. He demanded to speak to the ‘hotel ...
... hair tied to them to show the color of the animal; evidence of sex were still naturally attached to the legs. All four ox legs stood beneath the one remaining hind quarter. To further demonstrate freshness, the butchered heads of these animals were on display on the counter with eyes still bright albiet lifeless. I brought the kids over to show them. Jed seemed fascinated; Alta later complained of an upset stomach. At home we often joke the the real ...
... say, reassuringly and you know what, I start to relax. He is still smiling as he stands and, all eyes now on him, makes his way to the centre, through the centre, coming to a stop two feet from my chair legs. Uhoh.
Now I must stand. A pause. He takes my hand. A pause.
There is a perceptible increase in tension as the children all suddenly tip forwards, hands on their laps, necks craned, weight shifting voraciously and it all becomes a ...