Thursday 5 March 2020

Thursday 5 March 2020 – Auorir to Taroudant

Auorir to Taroudant - 66 miles
For a change a somewhat grey start to the day with a light overcast which didn't really clear until after lunch, but it meant it was refreshingly cool for travelling. We've decided to leave the problem with the aircon until we get home so after breakfast service the van and pay the man before setting TomTom to take us inland to Taroudant, not a huge distance but a nice spot we've stayed before and also the jumping off point for the next day.

Some backtracking and around the hectic Agadir by-pass, lots of roundabouts and potholes, before turning east onto the N10, a new smooth dual carriageway that runs past the airport and then became nice and quiet. For once we managed to get into top gear with the cruise control and kept up a good speed, just slowing for the occasional town or village, until we reached the outskirts of Taroudant where the traffic was much heavier. Skirting the impressive town walls we chose the alternate guardian parking at Hotel Palais Salaam, which was closer to the town centre than the official parking. A bit noisier too but we weren't disturbed later.

No idea what this pretty little visitor was.
After a latish lunch we relaxed for an hour or two until it became cooler then took Jamie into the town for a looksee and find a cash machine. It was very crowded and perhaps we should have left him in the van but we managed and returned, mission accomplished, with a very pooped puppy! For a good idea of a typical Moroccan city Taroudant would be an excellent choice being quite compact and with two excellent souks, one of them an original Berber example. 

Moroccan graffiti!
We've made mention before of taxi buses, usually old Mk2/3 Ford Transits with windows and seats used to ferry people and stuff around the outlying areas not served by grand taxis or ordinary buses. For some reason what must have been the entire fleet of blue and white yaxi buses, dozens of them and obviously based in Taroudant, were parked nose to tail along both sides of the street outside the parking area. We have no idea why and trying to ask the elderly guardian was hopeless as he could barely speak Arabic, no matter French or English; we communicated by sign language! 

Dozens of taxi buses
We planned an early start tomorrow as we intend crossing the Haut Atlas mountains via the Tisi 'n Test pass to Marrakesh.

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