All woke up feeling well - good to have Gerry back to life! Got packed, had breakfast and hung around. Said our goodbyes to Helen and Matt and took the taxi ride back to Marrakech. We were left off at the same spot and wandered off to find our (new) hostel. At least we knew some of the city this time - not that it helped. After wandering around streets that looked like a set for 'Raiders of the lost ark' for a while, knowing we were close but not quite finding the place, we asked some local children. They took us through a warren of tiny alleyways, eventually stopping at a plain door in the middle of a blank wall. 'Here you are' they announced. We were trying to explain that this couldn't be the right place, that it was a hostel, and the name would be somewhere, when they pointed to a name engraved carefuly into the metal of the doorknob. Sure enough, it was our hostel!
We had arranged to meet Mikka later for dinner, so spent the afternoon in the markets and souks where we picked up some pressies, and then at a hammam getting nice and clean! Dinner and some drinks rounded the day off nicely and we said our farewells to Mikka. (who, by the way, wins the award for person staying in the most obscure corner of the tiniest alleyway in Marrakech. If Gerry ever posts the video of the walk to Mikka's hostel, I'll add the link - it's amazing!)
The next day was uneventful, except for the end of course! Taxi to airport, 2 plane trips, lots of queues, airport food, and finally Wendy, Niamh and Mum waiting for us in Dublin.
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Spectacular photos! Although reading it backwards, as it were, presented a challenge - realised later I could have clicked on to your headings on page 1. You should enlarge some of those great shots.almer
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