9.30am, standing on the train platform at Meknes, we actually had a ticket booked for Marrakech. Five minutes before our departure we noticed that our train continued onto Essaouira which we knew had the ocean, warmth and a less hectic pace of life. Nina ran into the ticket office and extended our journey. We arrived here the same evening.
A more touristy holiday destination feel has not overshadowed our need to be here. Warmth, fresh local seafood and a lovely cheap room around a central courtyard perfect for writing up that third diploma project. It’s twelve days since we arrived and we’re starting to talk about moving on now.
I’ve got my next project under control, we’ve confirmed some wwoof hosts for Spain and just about exhausted our local food options where it was nice to feel like regulars for a few days. Essaouria has been kind to us. Enjoy the pictures…