borderline

Travelled from Saiidia to Bouarfa. Along the Algerian border. The landscape looked very familiar, much like central Australia.
People welcome us to their country all the time. Drinking mint tea is the local past time. For men only, of course. We have been invited to peoples houses to have tea twice now. Somehow it becomes complicated afterwards. We have had one wonderful meal, couscous in somebodys home, in Bouarfa. Then there was the Berber wedding we got invited to. Unreal. Pete sat with the men and I with the women. Lots of fun. Especially as nobody spoke any other language than Berber!
I can get away with Dutch, German, Spanish and English. My French is coming back albeit too slowly for my liking. We never got to see the bride. It can take days for her to show up. We decided NOT to wait!
We travelled all the way to Figuig, 4 kilometers from the Algerian border. Saw my first oasis. Was great walking through early in the morning and getting lost in time.
Things I love about Morocco are the people, they are warm, friendly and funny.
There is NO grafiti! None what soever. This was an enormous contrast with Portugal which was so ugly with its grafiti. The food here is delicious. The colours are wonderful. The people on donkeys. I SO wanted to see that. The helpfulness of the people, especially at busstations. This again in contrast to Spain and Portugal where the busdrivers were borderline rude. Altogether Morocco is easy to travel, a pleasure to travel in. A pure delight!