This is the private house where we stayed in Essouira. The owners are French, and as you can see there is a nice pool which the boys enjoyed daily, as well as a little turtle sanctuary in an inner courtyard. Situated outside of town, it was the perfect place to relax after being in Marrakesh. Oh yeah, and that is a picture of Luke with tree climbing goats behind him. More on that in a minute...
Just to show how remote we were in Essouira. At night we heard dogs, donkeys, and the a few African jam sessions from a neighboring farm that drifted in over the plains. Our AC here was a constant Atlantic wind: hot by day, but cool by night.
View from the hills above a fishing village South of Essouira.
This is the private house where we stayed in Essouira. The owners are French, and as you can see there is a nice pool which the boys enjoyed daily, as well as a little turtle sanctuary in an inner courtyard. Situated outside of town, it was the perfect place to relax after being in Marrakesh. Oh yeah, and that is a picture of Luke with tree climbing goats behind him. More on that in a minute...
Just to show how remote we were in Essouira. At night we heard dogs, donkeys, and the a few African jam sessions from a neighboring farm that drifted in over the plains. Our AC here was a constant Atlantic wind: hot by day, but cool by night.
View from the hills above a fishing village South of Essouira.
One of the residents of a fishing village we visited. After fishing, the boats land on the beach and the donkeys are hitched up to pull them up to the village where the fish are sold in the market.
Goats in trees. Apparently they eat the Argonne nuts from the trees. We had to stop and take a few pictures of goats in trees.
Mary Leigh and Luke posing with the tree climbing goats of Morocco. We paid the goat herder 14 Dirhams for trespassing and snapping photos. He also planted a kiss on Mary Leigh to seal the deal. No kidding.
Chopping into some local melon at the beach.
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