28th April
A day on Banana Point next to Tierra and Zacarias. One of Krysia's rings that Zacarias made her mysteriously broke in the night! Which is lucky because he is right here and his day is begun with being presented with the said ring! Please could you fix it. Of course.
So we sit and chat the morning away with out travelling neighbours. Their life is so different on the road, we will return home to our house and base of over 30 years. They don't have a post box, no mail to catch up with when they return to....? Where are you going to return to? Not really sure they say, maybe somewhere new! Mmmm, sounds interesting but so does our home! We are fortunate to have rather a lovely house in the woods with good neighbours and woods all around.
They have extended their visas so they are in no hurry. We on the other hand have until next Friday 4th to leave the country so we'll be moving on tomorrow.
After lunch, we went for a walk around the point to the little fishing village of Imouran. No more than a small collection of fisherman's dwellings, it could be missed for the beach cafes that are springing up to satisfy the crowds of local beach goers. There also a massive campsite nearby which spoils the whole area! But we ignore all that and tune in to the delight of the fishermen and beach goers all mingling together around the small rocky point known as Imouran or Devils rock in English. It is warm and sunny and lovely to be here.
We watch the sun go down on our last night in Southern Morocco. We have been here for 3 months!
It seems appropriate to be finishing our stay, camped wild on a headland near Taghazout. As we were then, so we are now! In an old van which has the habit of needing attention every now and again but we wouldn't change her or anything that has happened to us, even if that were possible.!!!!!
Layla Saeida
The Berber Beynons
A day on Banana Point next to Tierra and Zacarias. One of Krysia's rings that Zacarias made her mysteriously broke in the night! Which is lucky because he is right here and his day is begun with being presented with the said ring! Please could you fix it. Of course.
So we sit and chat the morning away with out travelling neighbours. Their life is so different on the road, we will return home to our house and base of over 30 years. They don't have a post box, no mail to catch up with when they return to....? Where are you going to return to? Not really sure they say, maybe somewhere new! Mmmm, sounds interesting but so does our home! We are fortunate to have rather a lovely house in the woods with good neighbours and woods all around.
They have extended their visas so they are in no hurry. We on the other hand have until next Friday 4th to leave the country so we'll be moving on tomorrow.
After lunch, we went for a walk around the point to the little fishing village of Imouran. No more than a small collection of fisherman's dwellings, it could be missed for the beach cafes that are springing up to satisfy the crowds of local beach goers. There also a massive campsite nearby which spoils the whole area! But we ignore all that and tune in to the delight of the fishermen and beach goers all mingling together around the small rocky point known as Imouran or Devils rock in English. It is warm and sunny and lovely to be here.
We watch the sun go down on our last night in Southern Morocco. We have been here for 3 months!
It seems appropriate to be finishing our stay, camped wild on a headland near Taghazout. As we were then, so we are now! In an old van which has the habit of needing attention every now and again but we wouldn't change her or anything that has happened to us, even if that were possible.!!!!!
Layla Saeida
The Berber Beynons
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