The Xtura Tourers

John & Jo’s Travels in their 4×4 Motorhome

Berber Tents

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Our new spot after moving yesterday morning was great, and we slept like logs.

Today we were doing the walk over the hill to the Berber tents and the town in the next valley.  Before that, I chased the bread man, as we missed or perhaps he didn’t come as far out as our new remote spot.  Anyway, I caught up with him and bought two breads, didn’t have much in the way of change, so he wanted to sell me a cake as well, but I declined and ended up with loads of change.

Our breakfast was al fresco, fried eggs and bread.  Then we set off on a walk over the hills and rocks behind us. We came across several Berber tents, but didn’t see anyone other than goats and the herder, who was having a nap on the ground, so we hardly noticed him. 

A small boy, about six, started following us, then darted in front of us and waited for us to catch up.  He was carrying something like a garden sickle, which he kept chopping at small branches when he stopped.

As we reached the next valley, we seemed to have lost him, or he had got fed up with us.  We made it to the town, which was very quiet with hardly anyone about.  There was a modern restaurant with a large roof terrace, and we had mint tea and a coffee.  

The rest of the walk was all along the road, so less interesting. We reached back into Tafraout town were we bought eggs before going back to Priscilla.  We didn’t have enough small change, so the man let us off the 1 Dirham.

We walked into town for an evening meal, perusing several places before choosing an open-air place that looked relatively busy with mainly tourists. We both had chicken kebabs served with a small bowl of rice and chips.  We did chance our luck and asked if they had wine, but the last bottle had gone to the large table Garmans opposite.  He did find us a small bottle of beer each, though, which were also the last ones.

After dinner, we walked back to the doughnut man for our dessert, but the lack of change reared its head again.  We only had a 100 Dirham note for what was a 5 Dirham purchase, and the man didn’t have the change.  He gestured that we just take them for free.  

We couldn’t take them for nothing, so I went up the road, bought a bar of chocolate to get some change.  All round winner, He got paid, and we had four doughnuts and a bar of chocolate.

It was then back to Priscilla, where we sat outside for a nighttime beverage.