Up at the crack of dawn!
Ray had said we needed to arrive at the next camp early as it was very small.
Sorry to be leaving Marrakech.
On the road again driving through arid, desert like regions. Dual carriageway all the way.
Chichaoua, almost half way. Single carriageway only. Seems as if the villagers want to slow down the traffic!
Later the countryside is more green, fertile. Shepherds, sheep and goats take their lives in their feet crossing the motorway.
Three and a half hours later. Essaouira. Camping Sidi Magdoul.
1.00pm Meeting. Chair, plate, cup, knife & fork. Buffet lunch.
Cold meats, pickles, cheese, bread & orange juice.
Walked along the sand around the enormous bay. Detoured around a football pitch with a game in progress and paddled my feet in the sea. We were warned about the wind and yes, it is extremely windy.
Eventually reached the Harbour.
Choose your fish and wait whilst it's cooked for you
Then into town and sat at a cafe people watching for a while.
Walked around the shops and later took a ramshackle old taxi back to the camp. Phew!
Tonight is our last night. We are having to leave Morocco a day early and will miss the 'Last Supper' hosted by Desert Detours in Essaouira tomorrow night. Mismanagement - on my part I hasten to add.
Said our goodbyes then turned in for an early night as tomorrow is an early start.
