Day 6 – Midelt, Morocco

We left fez and piled into our little mini bus. It took 5 hours in total to get from fez to Midelt but breaking the drive up into 40 minute heaps made it go really quickly. We stopped at a picturesque little picnic spot on the side of the road. There was a little creek lined with trees, fields of flowers and horses in the background and a cool breeze which made it a little chilly under the shade but perfect when sitting with your legs or back in the sun. Two local boys had these massive fishing rods cast into the little creek which we all thought looked pretty funny. We ate cheese, crackers and nearly mouldy olives (!!!) for lunch. On our way back to the bus at one end of the river there was HEAPS of frogs all croaking and jumping around.

The drive through the mountains was really beautiful, the landscape was constantly changing the further we drove. We passed many green hills and fields with red poppies and other orange, yellow, and white flowers sprinkled around. Then we’d be passing through pine forests with gray rocks that reminded us all of a place like Switzerland… Not that I’ve ever been to Switzerland and even really know what it looks like. We stopped on the side of the the road and said hello to the baboons chilling on the ground and hanging in the trees. Then the trees became very European looking, and we found out we were in a little town the French had made when they colonised morocco to remind them of home. Next we were surrounded by red dirt with low lying green bushes, a lot like outback Australia.

Finally we arrived at the small town of Midelt. The place we stayed had a beautiful rose garden with delicious smelling pink and orange roses (I’m not much of a flower person but with a fragrance like that it’s hard not to be). I was taking some photos of them when two of the girls who live/work at the guesthouse came up to me, talking Moroccan and gesturing back and forth between themselves. At first I thought they were telling me their names but then they pointed to my camera and went and stood in front of the rose bushes while I took a picture of them, then they took turns using my camera so that they could both get a picture with me as well.

We went for a hike around the surrounding land and the view just got more and more spectacular, we’d walk around a corner of the cliff and a valley with a river emerged. We traversed down the rocky cliff decorated with little lavender bushes and tall yellow flowers (which I’ve just been told is called fireweed) and strolled along the river. After trekking back up the mountain we found a group of kids playing soccer so joined in – and won (the first game). Afterwards we passed a donkey laying down, I know since we’ve seen so many now that seeing a donkey shouldn’t be so exciting… But this one was seriously posing just like donkey from shrek. My camera was dead so I couldn’t get the picture of it I’m sure you guys all would have loved 😦 . There was also two little boys galloping along on an imaginary horse made of a long stick.

While eating dinner the sunset turned the courtyard slightly pink, and our guide Khalid taught us Arabic as we all talked and laughed and had fun just like you would imagine a cliche movie scene.

And that night when we went to bed the talking and laughing and fun continued very loudly while everyone else was probably trying to sleep.

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