The one thing our hotel didn’t have was coffee that tastes like coffee 😉 So we stopped at the little coffee stall down the hill before starting our drive towards Essaouira. We took a smallish road through the hills instead of going back to Marrakesh and taking the highway from there.. On the way, we saw a guy hitchhiking but we were about to stop at a gas station.. when we continued, he was gone. But we found him again, a bit further along our route. And we took him. He spoke some arabic, no english, no french 😉 and he said he wants to marry and go to europe.. I didn’t give him my facebook data and found him quite annoying after a while 😛
In Essaouira, we met Amine in front of his house. He showed us our room, then we went to the city center together – driving haha. It would be around 20 minutes walking, maybe. We had a snack, that folded bread thingie.. walked around.. met his friend.. and finally went back home 😉 The next day, he had to work and we spent it walking around, sightseeing some more. We had lunch – grilled fish – at the market, met his friend again, by chance, so had tea with him. And by then I had decided I really need to go to the beach, so we booked a hostel for the next night and told him. We wanted to meet for lunch, couscous, the next day, but he had to work, but we did meet for tea in the afternoon. After cereal from the yoghurt guy in the street, we left and went towards our hostel in complete nowhere, near Sidi Kaouki. In the end, the road was terrible, and we weren’t too sure where our hostel should be. Everything was dark. So we called. And were told that they’re full and cancelled our booking this morning! He suggested that we could stay somewhere nearby.. and a guy showed up and told us he’s here to help us. He was staying at the camping site next door and they should have a free room, but they didn’t. Marion wanted to sleep in the car.. I absolutely refused that 😛 In the end, she got the car.. and I got a palette with carpets/blankets in the guys garden.. basically just outside. We had tea together, I shared some of my baklava (or whatever it’s called) and it was actually kind of cool there!
We also booked another hostel, in Sidi Kaouki itself, for the next night. When we arrived there in the morning, there was nobody and the door was closed.. so we went to the beach and tried again later.. and it was open by then! yea!
In the evening, we went to get fuel to not have to do it the last day on the way to the airport.. Marion wanted to withdraw money and another girl from the hostel needed cash, too, so we took her. The supermarket ATM didn’t work and so we ended up back in Essaouira. In Sidi Kaouki, I printed my boarding pass in some other hostel (ryanair in Morocco requires that, oh well…). Internet said there is a waterfall somewhere nearby, so we went to the location google maps mentioned and started walking.. the desert we walked through was fun, a tiny old man who was a bit too happy to hug us wasn’t.. and the waterfall was quite boring. It’s too dry at the moment. On the way back, we saw the famous tree with goats on it.. and stayed at the beach for a while. The man selling tea tried, again, to charge us 2 EUR.. and I got him down to 1 😉 Marion is planning to stay for a few more days – and then she may pay however much she wants 😉 We had olives, fresh peas and bread for lunch.. and then left towards the airport. It was tiny and about 15 minutes by car from where we stayed. Nice.
