Oh, now I see why women do all the work…
We’ve been sitting on the Atlantic beach today, between the plastic bags, tin cans and broken glass on what would otherwise be a fantastic beach. Sadly the Moroccans throw their rubbish anywhere, well, actually they don’t so much as throw it as just drop it after unwapping ice creams, sweets etc. Just where they are standing. Villages do seem to have more ordered rubbish organisation – they throw their rubbish in the river, often upstream of the village and then do their washing downstream. If you’ve ever wondered why the oceans have so much plastic in them my bet...
Read MoreIt ain’t half hot mum…
We’ve managed to see most of Morocco with Goldilocks weather not too hot, not too cold but arriving in Marakesh we stepped out of the van into a wall of heat. We left the coast in a pleasant 21C (nice for you heathen Yanks) and got out in Marakesh at 39C (darn hot for my American cousins). Fortunately Taffy was hooked up with the aircon on at a lovely camp site about 12km north of the city so remained cool ish. We got a taxi in for the evening and found that multi tasking is a taxi driver art form, in fact the driver really needed a co-driver so that at least someone other than us...
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