Not such a stunning view this morning in this dive.
Basically, the campervans in the past have just parked where they like
along the coast but the king arrived one day and said he wasn't having
that and insisted that they had to be contained in a campsite. It's such
a dive. They all tip their poo tanks into the loos we use, which smells
delightful and it's right on the main road outta town by the port, so
blimming noisy. Unless you have to come here for a reason, I would
advise driving a bit further along the coast to one of the other sites.
Spent the morning doing internet and bank stuff and checked out the
supermarket. Was horrified at the prices, so asked the cashier where he
did his shopping. He recommended the Souq al Had on the outskirts of
town, which was incredible. I got a whole bag of veggies for under a
pound. Splashed out on some lamb for us, once I'd waded through all the
sheep and goats heads in buckets on the floor. Made a scrummy lamb
tagine for us. Small world it is, as the guys who run Boab, where we
bought heaps of stuff for this trip from, pulled in next to us. Sat up
drinking wine and laughing about the experiences Morocco has given us
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