Bought return bus tickets to Marrakesh, went for last cannon riding, a little bit of souvenir shopping (not much as it was really quite expensive), last seaside drink.
At the cannons on the last night a young Morrocan man came up to me after watching the kids for a while and said, " I love the way your children are, they are just so happy!" This is always nice to hear, but in Morocco it seemed to us that children were seen and not heard. We often felt like people were growling at us because our children can be quite noisy. We lost count of the times that the hotel receptionist shouted "Shhhh!" at them even when they weren't being overly loud! So it was really nice to hear someone realise that they aren't just noisy they are nosiy because they are free and happy!
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| A rare family photo (note to self - do more of these!) |
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| The boys favourite buskers - Saucepan man and his band! |
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| It was actually an old hubcap balanced on his head, but we called it a saucepan! Reuben still likes to pretend to be saucepan man! |
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| T'was a bit chilly! Beautiful sky though! |
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