Friday, March 9, 2018

An Ode to Ahmed

Our last day was a bit of a choose-you-own-adventure kind of day, with no scheduled activities besides lunch. I spent the morning wandering through Essaouira with my father, letting myself get lost in Morocco one last time. Today's adventures will be told through photographs.

A skirmish at the morning fish market


My father and I were not the only ones watching the fishermen haul in their morning catch


 

The littlest helper

Who knew sugar had so many virtues? It apparently cures depression and slims your figure, among other things.

Not your average run on the beach


Kite surfing - the one thing we didn't manage to fit into our trip


Fishmongers try to woo you into purchasing their wares, which they will cook for you on the spot. One had a small shark strung up, while others had live crabs clacking around.
Spotted: the best guide ever! This photo is not from today, but it is one of the few that I have of our fearless leader (and Experience Morocco guide), Ahmed Mha. Ahmed was endlessly patient, knowledgeable, and kind. He was as quick to help a stranger in need as to crack a joke. We had a fantastic two weeks with him and I can't recommend him enough. Ahmed, if you're reading this - libitibito!
Who else could pull off the double hat look this well?

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