I've settled into the daily routine of rise, cycle, eat, arrive, sleep. It's a lovely simplistic side-step from reality for a while. After leaving Casablanca I cycled first to El Jadida and then on southwards to Ouiladia, Souira Kidema and on to Sidi Kaouki, Imsouane, Agadir, Tiznit, Sidi Ifni and Guellmim. Along the way I've seen plenty of wildlife, from chipmonk like mammals along the cliffs, maybe they were chipmonks, to tortoises, slowly and safely crossing the road. And of course all the brilliant birdlife. As I get further south, the landscape becomes drier, and drier. There is no longer dew on the tent in the morning when I camp. Not that it's all camping. About half my nights have been spent in lovely little hotels and pensions. Just because I have been sticking to the
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