The bus ride back to Marrakech took the afternoon. We checked into the hotel and rested a bit, and as a group we walked into the old town at night.
We had dinner at the top floor of a restaurant overlooking the Jamal el Fnaa square.
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The bus ride back to Marrakech took the afternoon. We checked into the hotel and rested a bit, and as a group we walked into the old town at night.
We had dinner at the top floor of a restaurant overlooking the Jamal el Fnaa square.
Another long day of driving. When we first left Taraoudant it had been raining. People said it was much-needed rain after four years of drought. It soon cleared up and became sunny.
We reached the coast, and a city called Agadir. This was very modern-looking city, and we soon had our first views of the ocean. We stopped for lunch at a beach that was full of tourists from Europe that come for the surfing. It really felt like a coastal resort town.
We continued to Essaouria. We stopped outside the edge of the old town, and unloaded the bags. This was as far as we travelled by the van, and we said goodbye to the driver.
We stayed for two nights in a 'riad' in the old town. A riad is a Moroccan style building, which has a open courtyard and the rooms on the different floor around it.
After checking in, we all went out for dinner at a place that had live traditional entertainment.
The next day we started with a guided walking tour of Essaouira. It is a fishing town, and there is a port filled with blue fishing boats, around a 16th century Portuguese tower.
We also visited some artisan shops. At one of them a wood craftsman gave us a demonstration of how he does the wood inlay.
We finished the tour at a silver craft shop.
This was the day of a World Cup game of Morocco vs. Croatio for third place. There was big screen in the plaza. This time, however, Morocco didn't play so well and lost, so there wasn't that much excitement.
We had dinner at a restaurant with a great view over the fortress, at sunset.
Afterwards we walked around the markets, which become very busy at night.
The next day we had the morning to look around, before catching a bus back to Marrakech. I walked on my own for a while, and went inside the Jewish museum. There was very interesting, old black and white footage of Essaouira from early 1900s - a lot of the buildings and traditional activities of people looked the same as today.
At lunch time, several of us met in a part of the old town to look for a place to eat. In Morocco, it seems, things do not open very early. We found a restaurant down an alley that just sold octopus, and the owner was just setting. Seeing a large group for lunch, he opened right away, sent his wife to buy bread, and started cooking. It was the best octopus I'd ever had. And we made back to the hotel in time walk to the bus station.
We woke up at 6am for the 4 hour drive in the 4x4's out of the Sahara to the town where we met the van.
It was dark when we started and the drivers somehow managed to navigate the featureless dark landscape. We stopped for a break to watch the sunrise.
We were also entertained for a while by a little desert mouse.The way out of the Sahara passed over a very flat, prehistoric lake bed, where the drivers pulled out all the stops and started racing. Pretty fun.First thing in the morning, we went to a shop in Zagora to buy scarves for wearing in the Sahara.
On the way to the Sahara, in the morning we stopped in a Tamegroute, where we visited an Islamic school and library.
The library had over 4000 books from before the 15th century, the oldest one being a Koran from the 11th century. All the books were written by hand in calligraphy. There were books on literature, and books on sciences translated from Greek. Where the word Allah appeared, it was written in gold lettering.
Afterwards we walked through narrow passageways between buildings made of plaster, which is warm in winter and cool in summer. Tamegroute is known for it's green pottery. The clay comes from the local river, and the glaze is made from mint flower, magnesium, and copper. We visited a workshop were the pottery is made and sold.
We left Tamegroute and drove through a flat dry landscape, and then over another mountain pass, until we got to the village of M'Hamid, on the edge of the Sahara. There we had lunch with a Berber family.
After a very cold night through which nobody slept very well, we got up early for the walk down to the road to Imlil where the van was waiting. We picked up our luggage, had coffee, and started on a fairly long travel day. Then there was a 6 hour drive up very winding roads, with occasional stops for construction. There was one stop for coffee, and after passing the summit of the Tichka Pass we stopped for lunch. From the van, and during stops, there were fantastic views of the pass and the High Atlas mountains.
The next morning we piled into the van and drove on highway and then up narrow winding roads to the town of Imlil. There we stored most of the luggage in an inn, had a Moroccan coffee called nousnous, and packed small overnight bags which were loaded on donkeys. We hiked for just over an hour up a steep hiking trail, through little villages of the Imlil valley.
We hiked until we reached a larger, Berber village called Aroumd, where we were to spend the night at an inn run by a Berber family. Our tour leader was Berber and she was enthusiastic about teaching us about her life and culture.
We had a lunch of mint tea, salad, chicken skewer, rice, and a Berber egg dish. After lunch we went outside and saw a woman cooking bread in a stone oven, and we all had a piece.
Then, some of us did a hike up a steep trail into Toubkal Park, passing lots of sheep and once in a while a donkey coming down. Vegetation was sparse grass and Spanish Juniper. Great views of the valley, a creek below with green around it and a couple of waterfalls. After a couple of hours we reached shrine called Shamrush, which had little coffee houses that are used by mountaineers on their way to climbing Mt. Toubkal, which is over 4000 m high. While we were there, we met a group of Moroccan mountaineers on there way down.
It was interesting to think we were in Morocco, compared to my preconceptions of it, when the scenery around us could have been from the Himalayas.
On the way back, we had views of a flat, dry river bed which had green patches for grazing animals, and a soccer field.
Back at the inn we had tea and then dinner of tangine - meat and vegetables cooked on a ceramic plate with a conical cover which is typical in Morocco.
There was no heat in the inn, and the temperature in the mountains dropped below zero, so we slept with several blankets and sleeping bags.
For the first international trip in over 4 years, in December Celene and I went to Morocco for two weeks, joining the South Morocco tour by a travel company called Intrepid. The tour itself is 10 days, and we arrived 2 days early and stayed for 2 days after the tour to have time in Marrakech.
After a 17 hour flight from Vancouver via a layer at Paris airport, we arrived in Marrakech in the late afternoon, and had arranged to be picked up by a driver to take us to the hotel. My first impression of Marrakech was how clean it was. And all the buildings were that plain sandy colour that reminded you that you were not far away from the desert. Our hotel was in the Gueliz area which is newer and quite modern looking. I found a supermarket to buy juice and water, which was just like a Whole Foods in Canada with its variety and quality of goods. Got back to the hotel and crashed.
The next day we had a big breakfast at the hotel with bread, omelet, pastries, tomato and olives. The day was partly cloudy and about 20 degrees C, which was great for walking. We headed toward the old town, called Medina, in the center of the city. Marrakech is not that big and easy to get around by walking.
On the way we passed a nice park which was an arboretum dedicated to trees of the Mediterranean like orange and olive trees. We were quite jet-lagged so we took our time and hung out in the park for a while.