Auberge Kasbah la Datte d'Or Chez Abdellatif
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... man is crouched on the ground in the shadow of a building, his back resting against the wall. Before we could even ask he laughs and points the way. It is obvious that tourists get lost on a regular basis here.
The weather had calmed itself and was making for more pleasant travel and camping we took a ride to the ‘End of the Road’ and Algerian border town of M’Hamid where the sandy desert of Erg Chigaga begins.
... Just wonderful. Mohammed took us out the next day to see the King's palace and the Jewish quarter. Mohammed was passionate about his king, a liberal reformer, who has done much, it seems, to advance human rights in the country. He is popular with the people, and he travels extensively about his country. Red flags were out in Fes, as he was in residence, and there was a clear military presence on the streets, from secret service ...
... come out and we are transferred to another bus that took us to the main station and very quickly find ourselves on another bus heading towards our destination, hopefully! <i>Note: I tell this story not to scare you into not taking buses as we never personally felt threatened or unsafe in anyway it just made for an interesting start to our travels proper.</i> Lastly can I say this is a truly beautiful drive with wonderful scenery as you drive up and over the Tizi ...
... flat basket woven plates. Starting with rather flavorless soup, a plate with several salads followed by delicious tajine of meat/rice stuffed zucchini, bell pepper and the usual carrots and potatoes. Dessert was cut fruit. We lingered a bit before heading back to our cozy room.
April 17, 2014
Morning at KASBAH ITRAN near El Kala‚ des M'gouna
Stay, Just a Little Bit Longer
11. Where did the Windigo?
I had almost given up on you, me. Now I see that you were always waiting for me, neeganeesh. Neither of us planned this. I gently expose your taut traits with my eager adverbs. I pull dangling modifiers from your gloriously surging phrases. "Give me everything." The pulsating tide heaves up the ice onto the banks of the Moose as my hard prose penetrates you. After, we lay there and published.