Krista is back. Humdullah.
Yesterday I went out to the country with some of the French folks in town who work for an environmental organization which employs rural, house-bound women and does environmental workshops for kids. The women weave traditional-style baskets, except out of used plastic bags and alfalfa, and then sell them in France. Hopefully I'll be helping them to enlist local shepherds to collect the bags in the future.
We went on a 20 km walk around the mountains, including through Zegzel- a canyon. Other than a brief period walking along the road (Morocco has the 6th highest rate of auto-accident-induced death in the world), and the very end when I had to wade through a creek of human feces, it was quite nice. Especially the bit which was through a canyon. At the end of the canyon, suddenly there was blaring music and hundreds of people. It's a popular spot with Moroccans, but only the area that you can get to easily from your car.
The very end was a path that wraps around the side of the mountains. It's great to get out of the city and breathe real air. Here're some photos.
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| A well. That bucket is made out of an old tire. |
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| view from inside an old house |
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| stream through the canyon |
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| stone house |
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| rocks |
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| caves |
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| path around the mountains |
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| Grotte de Chameau. Cave of the camel. |
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