๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ 2011 Morocco – Day 8 – Tafraoute

That day I got up early again. Meanwhile I had covered 500 km in the country mostly by bus. Today it should go 200 km further into the Anti-Atlas to Tafraoute. I had to bring the moped back before and to clarify the journey, which however could not be clarified actually, but had to happen spontaneously. I took another photo of my terrace in Legzira, showered abundantly with warm water and went to fetch the moped. That stood also still as I had turned it off. I also took a photo of it, because I won’t have the opportunity to be at such a place with a moped again, especially since the picture looks pretty. On the luggage rack you can also see the reserve liter of fuel in the plastic bottle, which I luckily did not have to touch although I always drove full throttle and my empty drink bottle.

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๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ 2011 Morocco – Day 9 – Taroudant

After sunrise, I made up my mind for the day. I grabbed my stuff and went down to pay. The hotel had a cafe on the ground floor. Breakfast was included in the hotel price. That was something completely new. So I sat down on the terrace, which was directly on a corner between the street and the wadi. There was typical coffee, in addition flat bread, jam and butter. I went comfortably on the further journey. I thought about finding a bus or a taxi directly to Taroudant. Meanwhile the sun was warming a bit more. After paying I finally went directly to the place where I got off the day before. Here there were some taxis but no buses. I sat somewhere in the corner and watched the whole thing for a while. Somehow not much happened.

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๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ 2011 Morocco – Day 10 – Ouarzazate

Due to the disturbances of the night I woke up again quite early, made myself clear so far, checked out and went back to the square. I must not forget to mention that in the meantime I had brought a strict order into all my things in order not to forget anything, to get it stolen or to have to search for a long time. So packed I went to the market to drink coffee. Here was somehow still nothing going on. So I sat for a while with coffee and cigarettes and studied the rest of the route.

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