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... snacks. After a well-deserved ice cream we headed back to the wide arc of water at the top of the falls, where we found a bench in the sun and sat and admired the view. From here, we could see the rapid development activity in the area - vast buildings were being constructed on the hill overlooking the falls, soon to be luxury accommodation being hastily built in line with the increased number of flights into Marrakech from Europe. I have no doubt that within ten years, the ...
... at the moment. We grabbed a bottle of water, threw together a couple of rolls, cake, sunnies, sun cream and the page out of Lonely Planet. Half expecting to be not so impressed with the waterfall, we wanted to do a hike over the mountain to a small Berber village called Tanagmelt.
We walked down the path which takes you to the base of the Falls; surprisingly it was paved all the way! This was in stark contrast to the "work in ...
... option is to go an hour out of our way to the city of Beni-Mellal where Explore has managed to find us a hotel that will take us in. From the looks of it when we arrive, we are the only people staying in the hotel tonight, or perhaps this month (note to everyone, Morocco in January is low-season, something none of us checked when we booked this bloody cold trip!!). The rooms are freezing, but there is a heater that we turn on ASAP. We are assured that there will be ...
... shrimp tatine, pastilla for dessert. The food was good. The ambience was excellent as we played up the tourist card and took pictures of the decor. I tried a Berbere Mojito that I did not like. It had mint tea but tasted like beer. I was glad I washed it down with some cinammon chai from the Square. The riad also had a cooking class that got me thinking about cookery courses during my last days in Marrakech.
... on the road that was just barely wide enough for two cars. In a matter of about one hour, we had left the dry desert landscape, passed through the high mountainous pass and entered the more fertile, red soil on the west of the High Atlas. The colors that came through in this landscape were so vivid. The dark amber red soil with the green shrubs scattered about against the bright blue sky with the snow capped mountains sitting ...