2010
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Moulay Bousselham

Filed under: Morocco — Russell @ 6:04 am  

After the excitement of Marrakech we went looking for a calmer place to hang out.  We spent 3 days outside of Rabat.  The view from the terrace was fantastic but the beach looked like the surface of the moon.  So we went to Moulay Bousselham.

Moulay Bousselham is a small seaside town with a beautiful sandy beach.  It is a popular vacation spot for Moroccan although at 22 degrees it was too cold to attract anyone but us hardy Canadians.

The trip was our first experience with Grand Taxis.  In Morocco there are two kinds of taxis.  Petit taxis only operate within a city.  If you want to travel between cities you can use the excellent trains or take a grand taxi.  To do this you go to the taxi stop and tell the gathering of drivers where you want to go.  Once the taxi is full the trip begins.  The cars are fairly large Mercedes but are not full until there are 6 paying passengers.  So it is a very cramped trip.

We rented an apartment on the roof of the Driftwood guesthouse.  This is a medium sized home right on the beach.  We had a fantastic view of the ocean and spectacular sunsets.  Driftwood is run by Driss and Christine who live on the main floor.  They took very good care of us, picking us up at the taxi stand and preparing delicious, inexpensive meals.  After a few days we felt more like house guests than customers.

One of the big attractions is to go bird watching.  The most popular guide is a man named Hassan.  His English is pretty good and he pointed out the various birds as we navigated through the shallow waterways between MB and the nature reserve.  Just before sunset he brought the boat ashore and we snuck up on a flock of flamingo.  They saw us coming and moved away from shore but didn’t take flight.

The army has stationed soldiers every 300 meters along the coastline.  This is to prevent smuggling.  This was requested and paid for by the EU.

In every Moroccan town there is a mosque and minaret.  Several times a day, including sunrise and sunset, the call to prayer is sung from the minaret.  At first it sounds like a horn being blown but after a while it becomes a voice.  In some towns the call is a recording but here the Imam performs the call each time through a loudspeaker system.  It is quite haunting and reminds me that I am far from home.

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