Safi (Back to the coast)

We spend a relaxing five days in Essaouria recovering from the mountain experience of woe. Essaouria was a really fab place, busy but relaxed with a combination of artists and rastas who made the whole town have a very chilled out feel.
Spent our time sitting and watching and learning to walk again. In our time there we managede to swim in the seam eat freshly caught sardines, flood our bedroom, have a home cooked meal and meet someone who's grandma new Jimi Hendrix (he had a house there).
We also made incomprehensible music with some very drunk Moroccans and had our first sip of wine in more than three weeks.
We purchased orange trousers and Alice got straight back into the shopping mode - flinging hangers around and having sevaral assistants on the go at once.
We basically did a whole load of nothing and just rejuvinated after travelling around Morocco, we left on the fifth day - driven out by the smell of drains and rude package tourists and made our wey north - roughly in the direction of Casablanca but we've broken the journey in Safi which is not a very visited place as it has no beach and is relatively ugly - although Othello was filmed here.
We are both well rested and feel ready to move to the next stage in our trip. Rabat and Casa will hopefully bring Malian visas and flights out of Morocco.

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