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The road to Safi
Travelling along the road to Safi (from Casablanca) was, for us, the start of rural Morocco. The Atlantic coast ranged from huge sea fronting cliffs to open beaches.  We had started the day driving through the towns industrial area and our initial thoughts were that the guide book was well outdated.  Eventually the industrial area thinned out and all that remained was the sea view. 


Steve posting a lookout


The Atlantic

 


Ahoh

Debbie pondering the moment

 


Group photo

The cliffs of Morocco

The little girl below knew exactly what we had to offer  - and that was cash and lots of 'bits' lying about in the front of the Land Rovers.  For 1Dirham, we could buy a lolly pop - for an open door, she offered you sweats and whilst you looked her right hand darted in and was quick to grab anything it touched.  Michele had to use all her limbs just to keep her at bay.


An Enterprising kid

She knew how to negotiate

 

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