We arrived in Rabat in time to see the Casbah city wall and the Main gate and minor gate and walk through the Casbah a short way to look at the sunset and the ocean... As well as the Moroccan locals discreetly conducting their love affairs on the beach at sunset.
I have found a new way of evaluating foreign cities based on how much it looks like my home town (Oh Johannesburg/Joburg/Jozi I will always call you Home) or looks like places in South Africa. Marrakech looked a little like Yeoville... Casablanca like central Jozi and Rabat like Cape Town... In general None of Morocco looks like my home town. I was interested how green Morocco is - it actually reminded me much of the scenery I saw on road in Germany and Italy. Rolling green field with sheep and cows and farm building. The national road way traffic is far less sedate than Europe. Car hooters are used often and all the time... So glad we have a bus driver.
I am now sitting in the reception of my hotel in Rabat waiting for the rest of the group to come down to walk round the corner for dinner. I might try more chicken today.
I will start looking my own Tajine when I return home. They are hand painted and beautiful here but far too heavy for my luggage.
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