Apr 9, 2008

Essouira


Brilliant little sleepy fishing village. I fell in love with the joint. We stayed in a lovely little hotel with a great view. Yun and I used to get a drink by the fireplace in the bar slash lounge every night. It was small and quaint but the smoke never went up the chimney. There as too much wind by the ocean so the smoke would just fill the bar. It would take a bit to adjust to it. I always went to bed smelling like I was camping. All the buildings are whitewashed with blue shutters. I've been getting a lot of letters from friends who knew me many years ago and it is making me very happy.

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