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To Morocco. By way of Johannesburg and Cairo. Last flights before we’re homeward bound. We arrive in the afternoon in Casablanca, the main airline hub for Morocco, to be met by Mohammad, our sweet, if slightly too bossy, driver for the next 10 days. Sitting on our stateside couches, planning this grand adventure, it was going to be all trains, all of the time; in Morocco rail service is excellent. You remember… Read More
EXOTIC MOROCCO…
ESSAOUIRA. The windiest city on the African continent or at least in Morocco.
THE MARKET. THE REAL MARKET. NOT THE TOURIST MARKET.
Morocco 2009 with Scott was a special time…how often does one get to hang out with an interesting inquisitive kind and funny son for a whole week in a magnificent country with a lively, rich and ancient culture and grand and beautiful scenery. I’ve just included a scattering of photos in these posts. First city, now country, then market, on to a different city and finally odds and ends.
In 2009 I met son Scott in Morocco and we had a most splendid time and travel in that fascinating country. I wasn’t blogging back then so these albums are just now appearing. Enjoy. MOROCCAN VERSION OF THE REAPERS.