Riad Dar Emotion Essaouira
18 Rue Maleck Ben El Morahal Essaouira, Morocco
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Clementines for a smile
... throughout the city before the fish begin to spoil. There is no denying the freshness of the fish, as my experience can surely attest.
Back from the harbor, I headed into the medina where up until now I had really only explored the two main streets. As I headed back down some of the quiet alleys with no tourists, the locals greeted me with Bonjours and smiles. It was a much different vibe here as opposed to Marrakech. The white painted buildings with ...
Off to the beach!
... find whitewashed houses with bright
blue shutters, art galleries and wood workshops. This laidback artists' town is a former Portuguese trading colony and was once home to sizeable British and Jewish populations. The town faces a group of rocky islands - called the Mogador - and is surrounded by an expanse of sandy beaches and dunes. It's still a busy fishing port and its pretty harbour is filled with tiny colourful boats which go out early ...
By the sea, by the sea, by the beautiful sea
... we hiked back down and got back on the bus for the last time. Yes, at the end of the day, we would be leaving Abdou and reverting to local transport.
Other than rest breaks (I mailed my last set of postcards on the roadway between Marrakech and Essaouira), the only stop we took that I can remember was at a local co-operative for the processing of Argan oil.
I'll be honest, I had never heard of Argan trees before this trip. Heck, even ...
The hammam experience
... wanted to go, I decided that if I would happen to find it on my own I was going anyway. I did find it and entered; knowing that there will only be women I felt safe. Of course, no one spoke French, but since the first room I entered was where the few women who were there either were undressing or undressed already down to their panties, I decided to do the same. Thankfully, Laila the neighbor showed up then, and she was able to help me ...
Sunday day 4, bad weather
Up early once again.. updating travel blog again... bla bla.. but this time i was sneezing my head off real bad. Had to sneeze into my pillow so as not to wake Jay up. Went downstairs for a shower but no hot water. Not too bad cos i always shower the last minutes on cold. Superb wake up call, got used to it from my Army days.
Jay wakes up from his deep slumber and after some usual messing around he gets out some pomegranate that we bought the other day at the market. ...



