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can also consult the guide of Moroccan desert which develops the action of this second trip to Morocco. Morocco
never disappoints.
can also consult the guide of Moroccan desert which develops the action of this second trip to Morocco. Morocco
never disappoints.
In just over a week enough time to cross the snowy Atlas behind a snow machine • Remove ¨, crossing their fingers that the car will not crossing back street having an argument with some supposed guardians of a parking nonexistent deflation you have a wheel so you do not leave without pay, sunbathe in a relaxing pool, shooting camels · Pasta ¨ in the desert, hiking in a gorge (the Todra) offers landscapes similar to the barrel the red and hear the muezzin singing while taking a tea Jma to Fna Square.
Starting Essaouira, for two days we ate dinner and great, walk through the medina and bazaar stalls and looked relaxed the waves crashing on the surf from the Portuguese fort walls surrounding the old city. I remembered a little cheaper but in any case, I turned to look like a place where I would go back for the third time, and spend three or four months to make non-stop. I love the smell of ocean that runs through all the alleys of the city swept by the wind.
The stage between Essaouira and Ouarzazate, across the Atlas, allowed us to enjoy a day of pristine blue skies, winding road and wonderful landscapes in which the first stage was dominated by the intensely green forests and the white snow reflecting the sun. Once past the port, the descent into the desert gave us a myriad of hues from deep red clay of the mountains, orange, black and ergs preceding the arrival in Ouarzazate. Dinner with beer and bread spreads in a tagine of chicken with prunes in Chez Dimitri rounds a tiring day but perfect.
De Todra way along the route of a thousand Kasbahs, through the Dades Gorge, we are not prepared for the spectacular Todra, picked up a Berber boy who wanted to reach his people, did a million photos and enjoy another day of sun and warmth, was missing.
Once in Todra, we find, at the end of a rock track about 7 miles that extends into the throat, the festival Le Grand Lodge, where we stayed in a cave and enjoyed the silence of a place magical we thought we were going to be the only guests. At the end we shared it with some French, but we did not care. Went on Tinehir to buy beer and enjoy the evening sky a million stars, sang with Berber workers who ran the place and ate soup, salad and mussaka.
The next day began with a morning trekking. The goal, straight up from the bed of the stream beside which is the hostel to the cliff that rises 800 meters above. There are no roads in this area, or at least I did not know how to find them. The terrain is rocky, shrubby areas, snow and some ice. Views, every spectacular revolt. Finally, in the last 50 meters a small section of wall force me to leave the task unfinished. Although it is very easy, it should not take risks that can spoil the holiday. I came not to scale. Next time. Back at the hostel sweaty and happy, and again fired up to reach Merzouga.
El Camino is more beautiful than the day before, more like the desert he remembered. The small towns that we cover kasbahs full of people smiling and friendly. Of course, when we reach the two that make "door of the desert ¨, kindly give way to bullying. In Erfoud, we bought beers at a hotel, and begin to chase deals on hotels and tours in the desert. In Rissani, where the false guides have removed the sign that indicates how to get to Merzouga, is total harassment and even somewhat aggressive. We arrived in Merzouga late and dark and it cost us a bit finding accommodations, we about to run in the same place where I was on my first visit, but at the last minute are a lot better for a little more money. Dinner with wine.
The next day was very productive. Beginning with a walk of more than three hours in the dunes, just to reach one of the big dunes from which you can see the end of the Erg Chebbi and the border with Algeria. Back, relax muscles, swimming and napping session. Afternoon visit to the lake, which was full of water, has had much rain lately in the area, visit the oasis, buying gifts for children from the village, and climb a dune to watch the sunset. Unfortunately clouds just on the horizon afearon and photos, this time, were not the best. The dinner, with wine again.
The new day, we had to return to Ouarzazate. However, the tour will propose a secondary road that skirted the desert and was much less busy than we came. The views were even better and peoples, including the magnificent Knob, precious. Midway through the afternoon, and when he thought he could not be anything more beautiful, we went into the Draa Valley, where I have to go back and stay a few days camping in the middle of a palm grove. For thirty miles the road winds through mountains orange an endless palm trees, a red river that carries a substantial amount and a host of medieval villages. Back to Ouarzazate, dinner new Chez Dimitri. We are creatures of habit.
and Closing the circle and back to Marrakech. The day dawns cloudy and looking in the mountains we were going to drop what is not written. However, the Moroccans, always optimistic, depending on how you analyze resigned, we were assured ... no, no problem friend, the road is open safe. Shortly after starting the port, we are a caravan of cars and closed barriers. It starts to snow heavily. Everybody out of the car and starts to do analysis brainy on the situation. Deploy maps looking for alternatives, we asked everyone who we met that opinion on whether we have the afternoon today at the port or not. Police say that yes, one hour open, but added with a smile: ¨ inshallah ¨ (God willing). In the end everything goes well and we crossed the mountains along the snow plows.
We spent the night in a riad, after buying gifts at bazaars, dinner in the square and stroll through the gardens of the Koutoubia.
And nothing else. The next morning flight to Madrid and just a short trip but we enjoyed it as if been a long.
Again, the post has left me very long, though I had proposed the opposite. Furthermore, despite that I am reading the collected articles to reverse, offense ¨ ¨, in which no more than using good size blocks keep writing as a cheesy. We're going to do. We can not ask much of anything that is written and published on the fly, so, without correcting or anything. Someday I will go to a faraway place, I will return all texts of this blog and perhaps more time and maturity, I can get something drinkable.
