6th of October - Morocco - road trip, red soil and friendliness

My final Saturday in Morocco began kind of half spontaneously. The night before I had a bit of inactivity-anxiety. I had though about what one of the guys had talked about the day before. He told me about places worth seeing in relatively close vicinity to Marrakesh and I figured, what the smeck, why not. When will I be back in Africa again? No idea. So I googled it a bit and booked a day trip starting the next morning. I booked it so late, close to midnight, that I wasn't sure it would go through as pickup time was 7:30.
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The whole thing ended up in a waay too short night. All my clothing was used up so I did some old fashioned backpacker's laundry (hand soap and lather in the sink). I decided to try sleep as long as possible and got up at a bit before 7 AM to give myself just enough of time to get my stuff packed for the day. Breakfast time at the riad hadn't started yet, but I thought I'd just figure something out later. Lucky me getting up early enough, because as it turned out my pickup was early too, 7:15. So I skittered around in my room to find all that I needed to bring with me. Contact lenses into backpack, water bottle, sunglasses and a sweater.
The pickup guy drove me to a spot near the main plaza where the rest of the day trippers would show up. I didn't have enough cash to pay for the trip and had to look for a working ATM. The fourth (4!) one I tried actually functioned normally.
When the minibus finally arrived it was quickly filled with screaming Chilean women... well, actually three (but it felt like a buss load) and a young Italian couple.

We were swiftly outside of the city and I soon fell into an observer mode and completely drank in the fantastic, red scenery. At one point I was very surprised to see something that seemed to be a female lion, lounging in a dry river bed with its back to the road, somewhere in between Marrakesh and the mountains. I was so stunned that I didn't get a pic of it. A lion? So far from the mountains? Maybe I was imagining it.... A huge dog maybe? But it looked just right for a lion. I don't know.

Our first stop was in the mountains on a col of a sort and offered the chance for me to grab my first coffee of the day. Really good coffee at that. Two espressos, yummie.
At another scenic spot I took a pic of the Italian couple, so that they got something with both of them, together. The girl then took a pic of me and kept laughing since the wind held my hair in every other direction than with gravity.

The next stop was at an argon oil shop, where grabbed the chance to look at some products and actually bought a little. I received a quick history of the production of handmade oil. I highly doubt that that is the way the oil is made these days, though. The women showing off the process were veeery bored too ;)

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A bit poorer, but all the happier our trip continued toward Aït Benhaddou, through the red landscape mottled with desert bushes and palm trees.

I started noticing my skipped breakfast at midday. Luckily I had a single slice of bread (totally crumbled by now) left in my pack. That became the energy source of the first half of the day.

We arrived in Aït Benhaddou at 13-ish. Our guide didn't really know anything about the place so I had to google it later. The area is nowadays a UNESCO world heritage site and the old buildings are quite interesting. They are made of adobe and I find they look like big sand castles, some having four towers, one at each corner. Some famous movies have sections filmed there, Gladiator for one...

There was a fantastic view from the top of the hill. Aït Benhaddou used to be an important stop in the trade route between Sahara and Marrakesh.

I was very fascinated by this place and was so immersed in looking at everything that I was totally taken aback when Chris and his sister suddenly stepped out of a little house in front of me. Such coincidence.They were wearing backpacks and day-packs, sunburns and smiles. How fun and funny. I would've thought they'd be only halfway on the 1000 Kasbah road by that time.
They seemed to be having a great time. Wow, would've loved to join them yesterday, but, as previously said, wouldn't have wanted to crash a sibling-party, although some people just spontaneously seem like easy ones to travel with. Very sweet people.
After a little chit-chat and a couple of hugs and farewells we went our separate ways and I kept smiling the rest of the day.











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My day trip group had lunch there in Aït Benhaddou before heading to Ouarzazate. That town was really not very interesting. It has a film museum, which I have little interest in. I don't think that anyone from the group went into the museum. Instead some of us headed to the nearby souk. I bought a couple of tiny tajines, took pictures and was happy.

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The trip back went the same route again and I got even more lovely pictures of the red soil, red buildings, people and mountains. The feeling of wanting to just grab my backpack and go walking in that nature was palpable... but not now... someday maybe...

I got back to Marrakesh, feeling completely at ease. I spent my evening at the riad and began preparing for my journey back home.

Home... so strange, feels like I've been away for months...
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This trip has really given me a feeling of needing more travel and to focus on what is important. I suspect, however, that the feeling is based on the people I've met and spoken to during this week. Some I'd really love to meet again. I also want to meet more people, new ones, as well as these ones in their own habitat. I mean, we know that we have some interests in common, that is why we've met in the first place, but how different are we in our everyday lives? How alike or unlike each other are we really? During this week some have been peppery and quick, others silent and unobtrusive, some functioned as older siblings, hearing and taking care that no one was left outside, and some took the lead and set the pace and made sure that everyone kept hydrated and fed. All in all I guess the people in the groups completed each other.

So... what now? Tomorrow I'll head home. It's going to be a long and boring trip. 
I have no more travels planned for this year, so no blogging for a while, at least not travel blogging. I will add some fixed posts regarding different outdoors topics when I have the time. Stay tuned for those...
Also, I need to work on my French. I suspect I will be needing more of it in the future :-)
Well then, Lis over and out!