We’re here: it’s a totally incongruous campsite on the road between Azrou and Ifrane: N33.44339 W5.19094.
Weather: frost this morning. Sunny all day, but there’s a bit of snow on the ground up here. The local nippers have been out in force playing in the snow at the side of the road.
Today we’ve not done much. I was up at 7:30am, as I’m just unable to sleep here, it’s too exciting and nerve-wracking at the same time. The driving is a real test, although it’s not bad outside of the cities and varies from day to day and road to road. Today’s was mainly characterised by overtaking. I’d left a small gap in front of me to enable me to brake when the inevitable achoring up in front randomly took place. Every 30 seconds someone overtook me and filled up the gap, so I dropped back a bit, and so on! At one point we were in a solid queue of traffic when 4 or 5 cars just decided one after the other to overtake everyone. Huh? They managed to squeeze back in just before being front-ended. No-one batted an eyelid.
Leaving Fez we couldn’t help ourselves but nip into a supermarket. We’ve seen a few of them and they look fairly new. Inside there was a big sign saying ‘no photography’; no idea why. The place was a big disappointment. Vapid. Like a watery sort of co-op, with almost everything western or western style, and priced so only us tourists and the richest of locals could afford it. I couldn’t get out fast enough, but not before checking out how much the beer cost (roughly £1 for a 33cl can; and that was the cheap stuff).
So, we’re parked up here for the night (see video clip below). It’s a sort of Walt Disney campsite (www.camping-morocco.com). The last 3 places we’ve stayed at in Morocco have been, shall we say, rough. This is like paradise and I’m tempted to stay a couple of days. There are Barbary Apes in the cedar forests behind us, a few Km away, so we’ll go monkey hunting tomorrow. This place is simply wonderful, and I wish you were all sat here with us, drinking a mint tea, smelling the fires, listening to the donkeys and the call to prayer.