It was a low key morning. Breakfast at the riad and then wondering the streets. Headed to the ocean for some beach time. Warm and sunny today, but the water is still very much like Seattle's water temp. Not that that has ever stopped the kids.
On the way back to the apartment Andy and Hudson got five pounds of oranges for $ .60 and made fresh squeezed OJ - that was the best ever according to Hudson. We enjoyed our last Morocco sunset and headed for dinner. Restaurants open for dinner at 7:00. We needed to go get inline before it opens for the restaurant tonight. Randomly on the way some guy offered Andy some hash.
Morocco was mysterious and magical and often intimidating. I'm not sure if it is Morocco or just the fact that this is week two of feeling like I can't get someone to smile back, they stare even more than the other countries or just the uniqueness to it. With the exception of our host in the riad, Karim, we have not made a connection with any locals. I love when you ask how the vegetables and fruit are cleaned they say, "Don't worry. It is safe. We wash it with water out of the faucet." Wrong answer for this traveling girl. I enjoyed the vast difference between Marrakech and Essaouri. Essaouri's souks are way more laid back, no real negotiating and prices were much better. To have our own apartment in Essaouri was a treat to have a little extra space for the family to spread out. I really enjoyed the musicians that played in the square. It was a gorgeous, sunny, 80 degree day at the beach to end on.
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