A Scrumptious Moroccan Sojourn...
Special thanks to Di for organising such a memorable OD trip - truly a visit to savour...
Wow Morocco!!!
sublimity, squalor, hand-in-hand,
as red heat sears across this land
of tagines delish and crafts galore,
with mountainous beauty to drop your jaw,
fresh orange flows and haggling is free,
donkeys roam wild and goats climb a tree,
door after door, exquisitely carved,
melons so huge, they had to be halved,
guides to lead you, wherever you go,
cloud-bound peaks, all littered with snow,
crazy drivers, the world on their backs,
whizzing by - no time to relax,
there's loot to be made through cunning and guile,
as through the souks, folk loiter awhile,
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Many thanks Di for all your work in organising this trip and to fellow ODers for your company for a wonderfully varied week. Loved every minute of it.🙂
The Crib: I put a very positive review for Rashid on Trip Adviser. I certainly had nothing negative to say ... he and Said were amazing 🙂🙂🙂
Thanks Di for organising such a wonderful trip and for getting us two such great guides. Thanks everyone else for the lovely company and the memories.
The high Atlas were a fantastic sight with the smattering of snow while we baked in the valley. Glad we finished the walk before it was really hot.
It rhymes and mostly scans Jonathan, I will let you off. You didn't mention the working girls of Agadir.
Irena Bendova, Tatayana Sukova and not forgetting Olga from the Volga all controlled by Ivor Bollokov.
Blue John: thanks John - such a stimulating, vibrant place!!!
M3: ...don't understand ...🤔
🙂Great poetry & description of your travels 🙂
a panorama of colour and light,
aesthetic beauty by day and by night,
courtyards and riads, breath taken away,
cushions and rugs done the African way,
with a style and charm so vivid and pure,
that leaves us yearning for more and more
of this timeless country, a gem to behold,
with stories unfurled and tales untold,
a wild cacophony of varied terrain,
yes, Morocco, we'll be back...
to see you again...
Wow Morocco!!!
a world of charm and rich tapestry,
of dirhams and headscarves, of sunsets and sea,
that refreshes old rocks and feathery sand,
that stretches to meet high mountains, so grand,
sculpted by gods against the sky,
of azure splendour, with caves, so dry,
that offer respite from that blistering heat,
as wind and sun on your skin do compete,
yet night brings calm, 'til the chanting at dawn
signals an early start to the morn,
tall camels are woken, with grace they adhere,
to all they are told, yet their rights are unclear,
the cockerels crow, the ants run amok,
turbans go on and Moroccans take stock
of their mopeds and tools and their families' needs,
how many mouths they are having to feed,
how many tourists are looking fair game
to befriend, to entice, to explain why they're lame,
or pregnant, or bruised or needing more cash,
to sell some raw spices, fresh leather ...or hash?