Relief is a three and a half hour flight and a three hour taxi ride away - I left a dismal west London at 9.30 and by seven I was in a tshirt having dinner in Essaoueria - close enough to the Sahara to enjoy temperatures in the seventies in late November, and close enough to London to make a long weekend make sense.
What can I say, it's blissful. After a morning touring the charms of the ancient port and medina, I retired with a book to a sun lounger on the roof of the Riad for an hour. Dorothy, we're not in London anymore.
5 comments:
Oh, can you beam me up there now, Scotty? Have a great holiday. Hx
oooh you must tell us all about the food as I seem to have become obsessed with middle-eastern fud. I keep buying Ottolenghi books and just reading them. Never cooking from them :-D
Enjoy your holibags!
Ali x
I live in San Francisco and spent 10 days in Morocco in 2010. I loved it there, and wish I lived closer! I think maybe living in Paris and weekending in Essouaira would work ;)
~Adelle
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London 9.30am, Morocco 7pm, now that's what I call a nice weekend.
Sounds blissful
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