Hotel Orson Welles
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Had a great breakfast some homemade breads, jams and fruit we then tackled the old battlements - small fort like building along with a tower we could climb for a better view. It was great there were youngsters about playing drums and having a good time. We them walked through the port area the local fisherman were still selling the catch of the day certainly a good mix of ...
We were lucky enough to get the four front seats on the bus, so had a good view of the route between Marrakech and Essaouira, which mostly came in handy when we got to a traffic jam just outside Essaouira and could see what was going on: A freight truck had rolled over on it's side, blocking a roundabout, and burst into flames. All the action was over and done by the time we got there, so we don’t know if anyone got hurt; in our case the ...
... rate is as follows- - £1 =13 dihrams (all conversions
below are done by Charly)
We bought 6kg watermelon for 18 dihram,
so approx £1.36! (we were quoted 25 dihrams nearer the touristy
area...but it is still cheap)
10 peaches/nectarines and 3 apricots
for 15 dihram
5 plums for 6 dihram (around 45p)
Bread is 1-2 dihram (and it is yummy)
Dates...there are so many different
types here, but I got the small goey ones for 30 dihram for ...
... and I looked at the floor near my feet, where I'd just broken one of his fancy headlight covers.
The second police roadblock at the entrance to Laayoune gave Amsa the hardest time yet. "Something isn't scanned ... or faxed ... right," the police said unclearly, of Amsa's papers. I slept that night in a field of dirt.
Two days later, I hitchhiked near Laayoune Port in what were basically sandstorm ...
... my hands had turned a hue of purple that reminded me of the sky at sunset from last night. Now this is not uncommon for me to have cold hands and feet - you know, cold hands, warm heart - but I could not believe I was the only one feeling so miserable. Everyone else was enjoying themselves on the waves, not appearing as though they were fearing the loss of their extremities.
I made the most of my time in the freezing waters, trying to think ...