15 December, Marrakesh, last day

 Morocco lost last night, so we decide to speak english between us with K., in case the moroccans are really hurt and aggressive.

After a really big breakfast by Hassan, we prepare our luggage and let them in the riad. 

Our flight is a 8 in the night, so we can spend our last day in Marrakesh and come back when we want to rest and take our luggage. 

Hassan even proposes we have lunch at the riad, but we tell him we will eat in the city. 

Off we go to re-visit the medina and walk around until we can't walk no more.

The first shock of Marrakesh is gone. The colours and the smells go straight in the heart. I want to buy everything! I don't buy everything because I have a small suitcase. It's time to find a place to eat. We skip the tourist restaurants in front of the square and find a small terrace. Nice food, nice prices and a view of Marrakeshs' rooftops. 

Before we go back to our riad, we decide to take a last mint tea. Right in front of us the craziness of the medina streets. A car does a U-turn in front of our eyes. he a look at the end of the video below to see how he managed, we where laughing all along, especially when another vehicle came in front of him! Ah, good old Morocco... 

We went back to the riad, tider and full. Our feet are very tired. Hassan tells us we can shower if we want, and we can stay in the living room until we leave. He even gives us blankets to snuggle. They become your family these people!

We watch a film and relax. Around 5 we will go out and take the bus back to the airport. The driver told us where we have to stand and there are buses every half an hour.

When we go to the bus stop, there are many different busses passing by. I get bullied by taxi people who offer to take us to the airport but I just ignore them. 

After a bit of a wait, we see our bus. 

There is s French couple inside the bus, in their 20's and we share stories of being bullied and tricked by the moroccan guys. It's their game and you have to go along. 

It was a wonderful trip. It was full of diffenert sensations, stories and I do hope I described it to the best of my capacities. We have travelled a lot with K. in eight years, but this trip was outside Europe, outside of our comfort zone and put a little stamp on our passports. After the covid and all these dark moments, we can breathe and dream of new adventures without masks. 

I have promised myself to travel more out of my comfort zone, alone of with K. 

What a journey!

With this small suitcase, I travelled at Dakhla for a week and throughout Morocco for a week. Two weeks travelling light, walking a lot, discovering places and sites. 

I am so grateful!