All Change

Not only is it hotter now than we have known it but Ramadan has finished and Costa del Assilah has taken off big time. !!  What a transformation. Our tranquil empty beach has become a jungle of flesh and families ! It's Summer time and the living is wild ! Holiday makers from Morocco and Spain have appeared in their droves. And to kick it all off, a wind straight from the Sahara is blowing a gale at about 38deg C and that's in the shade. Imagine hair dryer. That's this wind. It's known by various names, Sharky, Echrigui and plain too hot for comfort. So this will be the last blog entry for Morocco 2016.
We've had a most relaxing time together. After our Spring Hep healing,  this has been just what the 'doctor' ordered. We know how fortunate we are in being able to take this trip and are reminded at every street corner how others have lives that ' beggar belief '  ! Poverty has a different meaning here.

People literally fish for their supper.

But there is nothing I can do about world poverty. I can have strong views about it. Tell others what they should do about it but I alone am helpless. The human condition prevails. It always has. It always will. So on with our little endings and our little beginnings. I've said this before as we prepare to leave Morocco. This is the beginning of another adventure. Who knows what will happen.

The van leaves with a new hand made knitted carpet ! Lovely on the bare feet. A joy to look at. With many kilo's of wool on board, there must be more to come.











 We have said our farewells to the growing beach cafes. This one, being number 26, could even be our new home but it will disappear quickly when autumn comes.

We've so enjoyed our beach walks and swimming. Jumping for joy. It's time to move on and let the holiday makers move in

Bikini's or fully covered. Swimming is a love of the traditional and modern woman. It's very strange to see a fully covered woman diving into the sea. And very strange to see a barely covered one as well. ! It takes all sorts.





Krysia has chosen to keep well covered most of the time. This is what you call, half covered !

A peaceful walk in the grounds of the local library, as quiet as the beach in Ramadan ! This is how we will remember our long stay in Assilah. As well as our breaking the fast meals with Abdul Salam and his family.