|Road to Sahara hotel|
We had been unwell for days because of drinking a complimentary and customary mint tea out of the owner’s dirty glasses at our previous stopover. The last straw came when we found that the place we had planned to stay (a camping hotel) had no shade.
|The guide to our Sahara Hotel|
|Sahara dune and camel|
|Leigh & Marg in the Sahara|
|Dades Valley street|
|Dades Valley red kasbah|
|Todra Gorge rug washing day|
We eventually arrived in Ouarzazat mid-afternoon but couldn’t find a decent & safe camping place there, so decided to keep trucking – headed for Marrakech.
|Dodgy hay truck|
|Atlas Mountains road|
We avoided huge potholes, kicked up lots of dust, drove through a dirty little village & then suddenly arrived at the gate to the camp.......which was shut! We peered through the gate & could see a couple of campervans so tooted & waited & tooted & waited.
|Our oasis in Marrakech|
|Marg & snake charmers Marrakech|
We enjoyed the local cuisine & beer, then took their transport into Marrakech one evening. We chose evening as we thought it might be cooler. This was not the case & we struggled with the high temperature and hot wind, but were pleased we got to see some of Marrakech.
|Marg in Essaouira souk|
|The Essaouira medina|
Our first glimpse of the Atlantic was in Essaouira, a pretty coastal walled city where we found the medina a much more laid back & not at all a pushy place to walk around.
|Fishing boats at Aquemond commune|
We eventually reached Safi, another coastal town, and checked out the Municipal camping ground - but decided to keep moving after seeing their toilets - ugh!
|Rubbish used for landfill
the supermarket in Casablanca
|Sidi Mohktar market day|
|Safi market day|
We moved on, and then hit the same problem again a few km later where we drove around in circles trying to get out of the town through its market!
It was the same in many of the rural places that we had driven through – the main street is the market place and we were always carefully driving through crowds, crates, donkeys, carts and potholes - don’t know how we got through these places without a chicken or two ending up on Vanni’s front grill!
|Leigh at Mohammedia Beach|
|Gates to Rabat|
However, we were getting a bit tired of the increasing tourism & grubbiness of the coast so decided to head inland and travel the much longer but more picturesque route to Asilah.
|Rural taxi stand|
The roads were bendy and very bumpy in places & the trip took longer than we thought.
|Asilah free camping-Leigh|
|Leigh in Tangier|