Oh what a night! Dogs barking, donkeys braying, people somewhere talking until dawn broke.The peaceful spot, under the trees on the sand dunes turned out to be anything but. And to top it all amongst the sand was loads of dog mess from Tigres, the resident dog assigned to keep us safe. (John had three pairs of shoes to clean)!
So this morning we were both tired and tetchy. Yesterday we felt we were a very long way from home. Which we are, around 2,000 miles. People told Angela she would love Morocco. She isn't. So far it's O.K. She's yet to find the wow factor amongst the huge amount of rubbish, dust and dogs. She was however pleased to at long last be spending a night on a campsite with other people, mostly German, but that's O.K., sometimes it can feel a little lonely here. Oualidia, where we are now is described as a sleepy Moroccan coastal village. It's certainly is that. Thankfully there is not quite so much litter strewn everywhere as other places we've passed through.
The beach is nice and this afternoon we took a walk out to watch the sea crash into the rocks before rolling onto the shore. There's one thing to be said about the Atlantic Ocean, it's dramatic.
So hopefully tonight there will be no barking dogs, talking until it becomes light and donkeys braying. One thing we can say about the little donkey, it sure was pleased to see us, and kept showing it, if you know what we mean!
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