Morocco: Days 6-8: Along the Atlantic Coast in Mirleft, Aglou, and Tiznit

The grand Atlantic Ocean, after traveling a rocky path

Presenting....the ocean!

Mom was about to eat this tasty little crab

but I decided to give him a little kiss instead. Maybe he will become a prince.

An old man who lived in a shack along the coast. He was excited to see some women

Abdel was taking it all in.

Our view from the Trois Chameaux guest house

Some nice piece of beach

Lot's of the locals fish

Beds at le Trois Chameaux

and me hanging out in the living room

Sun-setting view

I was trying to open my eyes, but they always end up closed

A man selling fruits in Tiznit

A women carrying a bag on her head. Again, the real Morocco.

Some other local street vendors selling produce

I can't believe  wore this, it was freezing on the beach.

So, this will conclude the Morocco trip. After leaving Fort Bou Jerif, we took yet another insanely rock path through the desert. It seemed as though we were going further and further into the desert, with no hopes of seeing the end. The path got extremely bumpy and we began to fear that we would blow out a tire again. The path got so bad and rugged that at one point my mom was screaming, "no! Stop!" in fear that our driver, Abdel, was going to drive of the side of a rocky cliff. This was one of those moments you had to be there to experience just how funny it was. Hysterical!

So, after a while, we came to a clearing, and a cliff, and there was the Atlantic Ocean. It was practically in our backyard the entire time, and just miles away from the area of the desert we stayed in. The ocean was rather grand and majestic, although very cold. A jacket or hoodie was for sure necessary. We met some locals who lived along the cliffs. They built their own shacks and fished for food. It seemed that there were only men, and they were pleasantly surprised to have some female visitors. The one gentlemen in the photo above even gave us his address in hopes that we could send him the photos we took. I have a hard time imagining mail being delivered to this location.We then had a kind man  on a motorcycle ride and direct us out of this desert and coastal trap that we were stuck in. He led us on a rocky road, but eventually we made it to a paved path and civilized road.

We continued on our way to Mirleft, where we would stay at another guest house, called le Trois Chameaux, which was lovely, and had an awesome view. We got to check out the ocean, but it was too cold to go in. We enjoyed a lovely fish dinner, and had a great night's sleep.

The next day, we headed to Aglou, and stayed at le Chant du Chameaux, which was also a guest house run by a French lady. This place also had an excellent view and easy access to the beach. We went down and checked out the beach, which it was still too cold to swim, but I did put my feet it, and posed on some rocks. We ended our evening with a delicious delicious meal cooked by our French lady host. It was so good. Yum! We slept and headed to the Agadir airport in the morning. We said our goodbyes to Abdel, and got ready for our flight to Italy.

Morocco was an incredible trip, and I would recommend this destination to anyone. The Morocco Travel Tour company did a great job of finding us awesome places to stay, and a great friend/driver, Abdel. Although Morocco is a poor country, it is rich in culture and full of friendly people. It is full of everything unexpected, but awesome and only for the real adventurer. It is for sure an amazing memory that I will never forget.