As
we leave our hotel in Oarzazette, the sun is shining but a cool breeze
blows through the city.
We start our day by walking through the narrow allies of the kasbah
where local venders sell their crops in these back streets. We stopped
in a shop where the vender is selling all local spices and the aromas
are a treat to our sense of smell. In the narrow streets which all
looked alike, following Meli we got lost. A group of young man offered
to show the way for 30 Dirhems, but we did not accept the offer. Then a
beautiful lady realized how desperate we were, with a big smile on her
face, led us to the "sortie de le
kasbah". We then toured Taourit Kasbah
with an excellent guide, Mohammed. The kasbah was at
one time a place to rest and stop over for the people coming in from the
Atlas, Draa, and Dadis Valley to do business. We climbed a maze of
stairwells to the top floors where we seen a prayer room and an original
tataoui ceiling. The kasbah is made of clay mud and stone and has four
towers. A kasbah was usually situated by a river for means of water as
the people who gathered were nomadic Berber, Arabic and Jewish.
The word "KASBAH" means reeds by the river.
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The Palace
The Stork Nest
An ordinary house at the casbah
Once aboard the van, we drive out of
Oarzazette to see another Kasbah, Eid Ben Haddou, where we were going to
hike up the hill to have a panoramic view of the stone desert. Mother
nature had other things in her mind as the winds got stronger and the
rain rolled in but all was not last as she gave us a beautiful rainbow
to see.
On our drive to Tourudent we came upon sand
storms and flash flooding and finally arrived at 06:00 pm to our hotel
Palais Selam. Along the way we seen argan trees and learned that Morocco
is the only country that uses the fruit to extract the oil. We also seen
a lot of citrus grooves behind cement walls which will be harvested for
exporting.
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