Thursday 16 February 2012
Charles and Dian were up at 8:30 AM and took a walk up Wassay beach. “Mohamed” (a respectful name for any man if you don’t know his actual name) was in every doorway, lurking behind every tree. Not in a menacing way just…there. With a tip from our new German friend, Sabine that the amlou in the camp store was “brilliant” and much cheaper than you could find in any other place, we bought two tubs of the sweet argane oil and peanut/almond/honey mixture to spread on crackers or bread (two fingers anyone?). At 50 dirham each (1 dirham = 12 American cents) it wasn’t cheap, but boy, was it good!
We spent the day catching up on the blog. Dian wrote out the lyrics to her original songs so Nicole could learn them and add harmonies, and we all enjoyed looking out at the gorgeous ocean view.
By 8 PM we were ready for dinner, but it turned out our little camp restaurant only prepared food that had been ordered earlier in the day. We ended up with three cheese omelets, with the cheese sitting in a cube on top of the eggs.
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| Not quite the "omelette du fromage" we had hoped for |
We had been invited to a campfire near Sabine and Jocham’s Mercedes ambulance (their mode of transportation), and found it easily because of the beautiful candles she had burning brightly out front. They started a fire using dry palm fronds, and soon we were joined by a French couple, Patrique and Corinne, followed by an Irish couple, Jerry and Fennula.
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| Fennula, Jerry, Sabine, Patrique and Corinne |
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| Jocham and Charles |
We started with delicious hot tea and “sweeties” then progressed to wine and whiskey (Nicole abstained that time). Dian and Nicole’s guitar playing and their singing as well as Corinne’s was appreciated by all, and Corinne’s voice was like a cross between Odetta and Edith Piaf - beautiful. Our international group broke up around 1:30 AM and we walked up the stairs under the stars to our van.
Charles and Dian were up at 8:30 AM and took a walk up Wassay beach. “Mohamed” (a respectful name for any man if you don’t know his actual name) was in every doorway, lurking behind every tree. Not in a menacing way just…there. With a tip from our new German friend, Sabine that the amlou in the camp store was “brilliant” and much cheaper than you could find in any other place, we bought two tubs of the sweet argane oil and peanut/almond/honey mixture to spread on crackers or bread (two fingers anyone?). At 50 dirham each (1 dirham = 12 American cents) it wasn’t cheap, but boy, was it good!
We started with delicious hot tea and “sweeties” then progressed to wine and whiskey (Nicole abstained that time). Dian and Nicole’s guitar playing and their singing as well as Corinne’s was appreciated by all, and Corinne’s voice was like a cross between Odetta and Edith Piaf - beautiful. Our international group broke up around 1:30 AM and we walked up the stairs under the stars to our van.
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