The day started safely enough with a hearty brunch since we booked a tour to visit a Berber village in the valley outside the city. This was the quickest tour, the others involved 5+ hours of driving in the desert or the Atlas mountains. We were in a small transit van of a bus, 2 other couples and an elderly French gentleman. The roads were mostly like this to start with. During an obligatory stop at a souvenir shop, these stunning flowers hung down low enough for me to take a photo.
At a roundabout. You can see we’re higher up and climbing… I did not take any of my bags except for the Envirosax for bottled water.I was in love with the landscape. The red colour is the colour of all the buildings in the city and the pavements and the walls! A colourfull villa. It felt familiar and looked European for some reason. I think you can see just how high up we were here.Suddenly we reach a herb centre where they grow 1000’s of different herbs and other plants for medicinal purposes. A lady grinds the Argan nut into oil the traditional way. I never heard about this oil until about a week before I left. Among the herbs, they also grew roses. The sky cleared beautifully by midday.We reached the Berber village which was a small dwelling place in the middle of nowhere. This is their communal mill for grinding grains. A shelf of ‘bests’. A bedroom. And lounge.
We then headed off to have lunch and see a waterfall…….and have an adventure!
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