Riad Zahra Mogador
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... role is primarily for tourists. You can take in the essaouira beach by horse, camel, quad or even by boat, we chose to walk. When not avoiding quadbikes, horses, soccer matches and camels we were avoiding kites being launched from the shoreline, i counted between 20-30 kitesurfers each day.
In 1969 Jimi Hendrix visited Essaouira and in the little village of Diabat you can visit the Jimi Hendrix cafe. On the coastline nearby you can visit ...
We have visited the Indian Ocean in Kenya. Now we have visited the Atlantic Ocean in Morocco.
We took the bus to Essaouia. It is a nice walled city. Walked around, took pictures, had fresh squeezed grapefruit juice. Went to a synagogue.
On the way back to the bus we walked along the beach.
... and cows on the roof of the local bus.
A picnic under the olive trees made a wonderful end to our ride across the high plain and an end to our mountains.
Our final ride in Morocco was along the coast near Essaoira, with wonderful views of the ocean and the coastline. I was a still a bit under the weather from a virus, so an easy ride had me going quite slowly, but I was pleased to ride the entire 50 km.
... Georgie aimed straight for a sandy playground. The play area was a paying place, with a residential young caretaker, another Aziz, who told me his family came from the Merzouga environs. He kept my children entertained, while I flopped down in the warm sand, had another splash about in the sea, then was lured by Rosina to join her on the swings. Lying down again in the sand I felt so content, imagining this as a place where I could happily come and live for ...
... and then rain coincided with a drop from 27 to 5 degrees. At this point a 2 foot wide boulder from a landslide rolled 2m in front of me and off the edge of the road. Not funny.
As I finished crossing the High Atlas range, the temperature got better and Babs began to fill her lungs again. Eventually we came to Taroundant (we?! – sign of loneliness if ever I saw one)and saw the wonderful sight of real roads and pavements – as opposed ...