Melting
So I was in Marrakesh for a day or so. Djema al Feena Square is simply magic. Buzzing with people and food stalls and music and spices and fruit stalls and lot of other stalls. Buzzzzz.
Anyway I had to leave because I had to go the desert. Turns out I had to take the 1h30am bus ride to Zagora 8 hours away.
On the bus at night trying to get some sleep and but can’t really because of the turns in the road and jolting awake in the early dawn looking out the bus window straight down a 100 meter drop into the gorge!
Groggily looking around, noticing this incredible gorge and the red mountains devoid of life – fucking Mars lookalike shit – and this narrow line of a road hugging the side of the mountain. So narrow that when you overtake, or an oncoming car comes, both cars have to go slightly onto the gravel verge. The abundance of blind corners would be nerve-wracking if Moroccans didn’t drive so slow. I’m beginning to see why.
Nobody bothered to tell me I had to cross fucking mountains to get to the desert but it was a nice surprise. The desert was jas and I’m staying in Zagora a few day because I was rushing through places too much. If “nothing” was a place, Zagora would be on the edge of it. But I splurged (to all of 70Dh a night), so I have an onsuite and best of all, the hotel has a swimming pool.
Chilling at a swimming pool in the desert, I like the sound of that!
Mmm… seem to have missed talking about going into the desert on camels. Ag, I got time because that’s a post all of its own.
Tags: Morocco, Travel, Tag Index
June 13th, 2006 at 2:09 pm
I lived the dessert – It was the hilight of my trip to Namibia in 1997. Not a grain of sand out of place everything was heel rustig and quiet there.
What stood out and caught my roaming eye was some green bush about 30cm in height growing right there in the middle of all the dunes, how it could survive there still vexes me. The trip to Namibia sorta reminds me of your trip through Morocco, we trekked from dorpie to dorpie and were amazed finding a halaal cafe in one of the dorpies. There was literally just a hotel and a kakhuis in those places and what these people did for some weekend fun also puzzles my mnd.????