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Above: My laundry hanging high above the Medina.

Essaouira was a cool breeze after the hustle and bustle of Marakech. While known best as being a chillout place on Morocco's well trodden tourist trail, for me it evoked some of the opening scenes from the film Black Hawk Down, where according

to the interent movie database (imdb.com), a beach outside of Rabat was the Moroccoan plage that actually stood in for Mogadishu, with the help of some digitally added tire fires. I only spent one day here but it was a good one. I met a group of local skaters from Morocco's middle class. I think they were the first locals I had a converseation with who weren't trying to peddle hash.

Alas the next day I had to keep making my south.