Set off for the Atlas Mountains and wound our way through Berber villages, stopping once to look at a sheep/goat sale. Didn't seem to be selling large flocks but rather the buyer would walk away leading their sole purchase on a piece of string.
Our hotel, Kasbah Bab Ourika, is set on a hilltop overlooking the Ourika valley with the Atlas Mountains in the background. It's truly spectacular, has extensive herb and veggie gardens and a beautiful, earthy aesthetic. Very serene indeed.
We were greeted warmly by our host, the manager of the hotel, Amanda, who is from the middle of the north island, New Zealand.
We eased into the chilled pace and lay by the pool, dozed, did yoga and mooched about before setting off for a trek with a sturdy and sweet Berber guide named Akmed (sp?). We trekked on small, dusty goat tracks which were studded with various kinds of sparkling rocks and crystals and ended up at a Berber village just as they were bringing their flocks in for the night. It was a great walk but we ended going a little further and for longer than anticipated. "Berber time" we were told with a smile when we got back to the hotel.
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