A couple weekends back, we headed a few hours south to seaside Essaouira. We were blessed with perfectly breathless weather, in a town where the wind blows constantly.
We braved the local old-town medina, but wiser this time with the accompaniment of a seasoned guide, Mohammed. (Quite possibly the 57th Mohammed I've met in 8 months)
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| Medina girls |
For any artist, this place is a feast of colors, (but we'll talk less about the "aroma's").
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| Hotel |
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| Medina store |
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Joseph was a bit
of a trend-setter |
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| Mohammed, our guide, to the left |
Couldn't help but fall in love with these Moroccan doors:
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| Light's on but nobody's home |
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| Someone lost their feather-duster |
I came upon this lady, drawing her water from the communal water source:
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| Dentist....really? |
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| "Enough photo's already, Mom!" |
More about our trip to Essaouira tomorrow....
