morocco
Morocco; beautiful; colourful and the most amazing people I have ever encountered.
We entered on the 9th of October via Ceuta. Ceuta is a Spanish enclave. A wonderful mix of Andalusian and Africa delights. I thought it was extremely pretty and Peter liked it because of the duty free booze.
From Ceuta we took the very early morning bus because I was so excited that I couldnot wait. Of course this created a problem at the other side of the border. NO transport. A minor little detail I forgot that the time was two hours earlier. Instead of seven o clock in the morning it was only five o clock. Never mind we caught a taxi and arrived very early in Tetuoan. Of course being this early also meant that the hotel had no free rooms as yet. So we waited. Had breakfast and did a speed course in the Arabic language.
Chefchauen was next on the list to visit. A little place which gets white washed with blue wash. If this make any sense at all. I wanted to stay and just paint forever. The whole village looks like it has been dipped into ice and has turned into a snowglobe.
Things I love about Morocco; the poeple and the colours. and the people did I mention the people. No grafiti and wonderful people.
In the small villages the people still ride theis donkeys. I was beside myself because I had expected this in Portugal and of course I never even saw a donkey in Portugal.
We stayed nearly a week in Chefchaouen.
Al Houcima is a fishing port . THis is where we spend Pete s birthday on the beach. I am not sure WHY Australians travel the world in search of great beaches as we have the best in the world. But that is what you do on holidays. Had a marvellous fresh seafood platter on the wharf. Very special. Afterwards we travelled to Saidia also on the coast. It is also very close to Algeria. You could shake hands if they were friendly people. Saidia is a touristy seaside town for the Moroccons. Amazing. First day great weather and great waters. So we decided to stay a day longer. As my friend Murphy would say of course the weather changed. Wild and wonderful all day. The next day as we left the waters went back to being like a mirror. Just awesome.
We also had the best meal ever here in Saidia. A sardine tajine. Pete had photographed the sardines in the morning as the man selling them came around on his moped. In the evening we ate the little buggers. It was fingerlicking good. Of course the fingers of the RIGHT hand only. The down side; there is somehow always a downside to every story ; is that my stomach couldnot handle the richness of the food nor the olive oil it was cooked in and I have been unable to enjoy a proper meal since; but by jove it was worth it.
We entered on the 9th of October via Ceuta. Ceuta is a Spanish enclave. A wonderful mix of Andalusian and Africa delights. I thought it was extremely pretty and Peter liked it because of the duty free booze.
From Ceuta we took the very early morning bus because I was so excited that I couldnot wait. Of course this created a problem at the other side of the border. NO transport. A minor little detail I forgot that the time was two hours earlier. Instead of seven o clock in the morning it was only five o clock. Never mind we caught a taxi and arrived very early in Tetuoan. Of course being this early also meant that the hotel had no free rooms as yet. So we waited. Had breakfast and did a speed course in the Arabic language.
Chefchauen was next on the list to visit. A little place which gets white washed with blue wash. If this make any sense at all. I wanted to stay and just paint forever. The whole village looks like it has been dipped into ice and has turned into a snowglobe.
Things I love about Morocco; the poeple and the colours. and the people did I mention the people. No grafiti and wonderful people.
In the small villages the people still ride theis donkeys. I was beside myself because I had expected this in Portugal and of course I never even saw a donkey in Portugal.
We stayed nearly a week in Chefchaouen.
Al Houcima is a fishing port . THis is where we spend Pete s birthday on the beach. I am not sure WHY Australians travel the world in search of great beaches as we have the best in the world. But that is what you do on holidays. Had a marvellous fresh seafood platter on the wharf. Very special. Afterwards we travelled to Saidia also on the coast. It is also very close to Algeria. You could shake hands if they were friendly people. Saidia is a touristy seaside town for the Moroccons. Amazing. First day great weather and great waters. So we decided to stay a day longer. As my friend Murphy would say of course the weather changed. Wild and wonderful all day. The next day as we left the waters went back to being like a mirror. Just awesome.
We also had the best meal ever here in Saidia. A sardine tajine. Pete had photographed the sardines in the morning as the man selling them came around on his moped. In the evening we ate the little buggers. It was fingerlicking good. Of course the fingers of the RIGHT hand only. The down side; there is somehow always a downside to every story ; is that my stomach couldnot handle the richness of the food nor the olive oil it was cooked in and I have been unable to enjoy a proper meal since; but by jove it was worth it.
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