Last night it seemed very strange to be the only people on a one hundred and thirty pitch campsite. It felt like we'd sneaked in. Which we did once when cycling in France and a campsite was closed. The site was landscaped nicely, with palm trees, and succulents. There was also a fantastic swimming pool. All for £8.55 a night. The downside, flies. Because there is so much rubbish here they are everywhere. During the night Angela woke up coughing because somewhere rubbish containing plastic was being burned. And once again this morning we could see black smoke billowing across the blue sky. Moroccans are supposed to be very house proud, but the space beyond their boundary is not their responsibility, and nobody else seems to wants to be responsible for all the devastation and mess. Angela spoke at length with the campsite manager last night. He explained that Morocco was changing. The younger generation were selfish, only interested in material items and not family. In four years time the football world cup will be held in Morocco. Yesterday when we drove out of Agadir we could see lots of flats being built. Because youngsters don't want to live with their families as has been a tradition in the past, they are being encouraged to buy small flats. Also, most couples only want one child now. It sounds like this is an end of an era for Morocco.
We are now in the 'small sahara', the terrain sandy, with a few trees and little vegetation. As we drove Angela realised the route we were driving, and the town we would be staying at tonight, was one we visited when we took an excursion out when we were here in early 2025. Then the campervans were queuing to come into the municipal campsite despite a sign saying it was full. Today there are just four of us, including a couple of van lifers from England.
It being a Sunday here the town was quiet when we walked around, but we managed to find a restaurant open where we stopped and ordered chicken tajine and vegetable cous cous.
Bread purchased to accompany our cheese, olives and hummus this evening we returned to Marge. It has been very hot today, and we are sure once again tonight will be warm, which disturbs our sleep. Tomorrow we will move on again. We are now very close to reaching the border with Mauritania where will turn back as we still have much to see. Morocco is described as the gateway to the unknown, so Marge, best go and see some more of it!
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