On a bus from Tiznit to Tan Tan

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So all my fears about Ibrahim were false, as the man turned out to be unfailingly honest. On Thursday night (17 May) he got an excellent Berber tagine prepared. When I told him I didn’t want someone who would hassle me for money he seemed offended, say it will be like I am his son on our voyage (ya right! I think).

On 18 May Ibrahim wakes me at 5:55am and we have coffee at the hotel. Then off through the Atlas Mountains. Traveled by taxi from Ait Baha to Idaougniolig. At Idaou… we had lunch and I thought I’d been drugged because I got light-headed and paranoid and Ibrahim was laughing with some kids (probably at me, although not for the reason I thought). As soon as I went outside I realised I was fine. After four hours (Friday afternoon) Ibrahim found us transport in a propane delivery truck all the way to Tafrout. From there we took a crazy mountain night cab ride to Tiznit. The whole day I was paranoid of Ibrahim. I assumed that since it was night in Tiznit he would try to extract $ from me. Instead he showed me to a cheap hotel and I offered him 500 DH, which is a lot but he deserved it for being an honest man during the trip and saving me cash. I’d rather give 500 DH to an honest man than 50 DH to a crook. (Example: Ibrahim gave me my change from the water I bought!!!)

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Photos

Propane Truck ride
Finally caught a ride on a propane delivery truck...

Berber Village
We stopped here to have lunch...it took four hours to find a ride back out

In a Berber village
Me (with my new hat) in a Berber village

From the Truck
View from the truck's cab

Anti-Atlas Mountains
On the road...

More Anti-Atlas Mountains
En Route...