Villa Flora Essaouira

O.k. perhaps I best explain...

Coming up for air here after many adventures all across Morocco. Am presently in Essaouira - a most lovely seaside town along the Atlantic coast, about 3 hrs. southwest of Marrakech.

The techno explaination:

I arrived yesterday (well actually "today" as it's now Oct. 4, but I shall leave the date above as that's when I first arrived) and whilst ...

... horse and canter wild and free along the beach like that – awesome!!

We get dropped off back in town and go to meet Yassir – he’s coming for lunch with us. The fishermen get back in around this time with their daily catch – some of which is sold in a handful of fish restaurants down by the harbour. We have other plans, we go to the local fish market which is in the centre of the Medina where locals purchase their fish and then take it to a small ...

... two hours. When we arrived, it was such beautiful! We walked to the defensive fortress built right on the cliffs, there are many cannons which looks ahead on the ocean. The waves are crushing on the cliffs under the fortress... And the wind of course! It knocks you down as if you were a puppet... Incredible feelings... Then we went to the deep part of the fortress, to the town itself. We visited ...

Hotel Palais Le'Heure Bleue







Imagine waking up to the sun peeking in through your suite window.

Just enough to summon you to the balcony to take in the marvelous views of Morrocco
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The sea, the port and the towns that await you...


This could be the start of your day when you stay at the Heure Bleue Palais
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Located in ...

... chair slid across the room.  I've never felt anything like that outside of an amusement park (though i can't say i was amused). We're off now.  We'll have a short refueling in Senegal, and then we'll be in Namibia in 8 days.  I've got to teach my class again today (classes happen only while at sea), and I have no idea how i'm going to do it... we're rocking so much.  This is the last day for Sevillanas.  Next class, BELLYDANCE!  (and the students are VERY excited for this).

... of Arabia, and lots of people would travel back home to their families, so they put an old rattling bus back on the road and it came just at the right time. There was one seat left and it was next to a middle aged woman in a long dress so I wasn't too sure if it would be ok for me to sit there or would I get thrown out of the bus after only 50 meters, but I guess I was tolerable to the community ...

... second floor of a building which we could see through some shutters. There was a little lantern lit staircase leading up to the table. We decided to have a mint tea and a young intellectual, Moroccan guy sat with us and serenaded us with his guitar then showed off his English by telling us lame jokes like Why did the man not starve in the desert?- Because of the sand which is there. And this one, What did one wall say to the other?- Meet you at the corner ...

... mérité, nous sommes sortis dans un bar à partir duquel nous avons suivi un marocain nommé Tarek, qui voulait nous entraîner dans un plan libertin que nous avons décliné. Essaouira a été décevante à nos yeux car il ne s'agit pas seulement d'un village de pêcheur fréquenté de quelques windsurfeurs et autres adeptes du Kite, mais aussi d'une station balnéaire très équipée et peuplée de touristes du monde entier.

... and one very sad looking city, but for the most part the landscape was a whole lot of nothing. Sometimes there would be rows and rows of olive trees, but more likely than not you would look out the window and see dirt and rocks, and ruins of old buildings. We drove by some honest to God shepherds, whose flocks were grazing on what little fodder the barren ground provided. In sum, it was a bit bleak. Perhaps in this interval, in which you may imagine watching ...