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... conversations. She spoke no English. The furniture was simple but clean. We sat on cushions around the low tables. There was one light in the room, a light bulb hanging from the ceiling. 'Families here pay for electricity, sometimes 300 dirhams ($30 U.S.) per month,' said Mustafa to one traveller. Aisha has only one child, a son of 25 years old who brings home about 3,000 dirhams per month from working in the city. Having more children ...
... for a photo break, overlooking a usually dry riverbed that had become a torrent. A bedraggled boy appeared with a little camel woven from reeds, quite beautifully done. He asked for 20 dirmah, so we negotiated, both leaving happy. Climbing again, we came across our first accident. Two young men had hit the brakes too ******* the slippery road, and jackknifed the truck. The cabin had smashed through the thin rock wall and swung out over the precipice, they were lucky to ...
... permission to make it into a campsite. I marvelled at this fact, I mean, three whole years to get planning permission when it is a piece of land in the middle of nowhere with no neighbours, no nothing.....who would there be to upset....it's not like they wanted to build a sub station in the middle of a housing estate!
Anyway it was another lovely campsite - three lovely campsites in a row and the common denominator was that they were ...
Good morning from the Atlantic coast where it half an hour after dawn and the day looks to be a good one. If you check the map out we are quite a long way from the ferry here. The published trip routes blast up the coastline at this point in a 2 day dash for the ferry at Tangier. But people have also told us that this road is boring so we are going for a thrash to the north east instead using normal main roads and will try to get about halfway back to ...
... had been exposed to cosmopolitan experiences in his work, driving at times up through Spain to France and Italy. While driving he busied himself showing us pictures of his children and even of a plump lady friend in Italy, videos on his phone to look at, all distracting the focus needed on his driving. Now in impressive hilly country we parted ways at the saffron growing town of Talouine.
Next we were picked up by a young Arab gentleman, Hicham, ...