Morocco was (is?) a marvelous country full of wonderful sites (and sights), good roads (thanks to French control for many Years) and yummy foods (combination of French and native cuisines). We started off by ferry from Gibraltar to Casablanca,and a couple days later rented a tiny (French) car and spent about a week driving around.
Rabat (Capital City) was very westernized and visually less interesting. We had been traveling for about three weeks by then, and I missed drinking milk. At a very nice restaurant in downtown Rabat, I spied a family drinking milk with their meal and I just had to order a glass for me. It was the most delicious tasting milk and I had a second glass. About a week later I discovered my torso and back had developed these huge hives and that they were "leaking". Fran made me wear shirts at the pool so I didn't scare the tourists. The items cleared up about 10 days later without any other symptoms. Sometime after we returned home, Fran's father (a physician) told me that I had suffered from Cow Pox(!) caused by unpasteurized milk.
Marakech (now a real posh tourist trap with jet setters everywhere) was a delight. A mixture of animal smells and perfume from the gardens. The main plaza was filled everyday with people selling everything set out on blankets on the ground. Broken tools, 1/2 of a scissors, etc. Stalls were around the perimeter selling items for tourists. We were there for enough days to be recognized by some of the vendors and the prices for a few things they knew I was interested in kept coming down. I finally did buy a Moroccan shirt and a number of wood handled skewers. The shirt disintegrated after the first washing; the skewers lasted for a couple of years. It was great fun ..
Ouarzate was as far south as you can go without outfitting a trip into the desert and that, we didn't do.
That's about it for now, Hope you find enough of interest to keep coming back.
Thanks,
Larry
1972 October Rabat, Morocco Avenue A Anegga Moslem Cemetary.
1972 October Rabat, Morocco Honor Guard at Hassan Tower Mausoleum.
1972 October Rabat, Morocco Palace of moulay Ismail (1672).
1972 October Casablanca, Morocco Esso Station.
1972 October Casablanca, Morocco Atlantic Coast with Bathers.
1972 October Chechaouen Planters - view down on trip across High Atlas Mountains.
1972 October View on drive from Marrakech to Fez.
1972 October Fez, Morocco view of Fez from mountains on way to city.
1972 October Ouarzate, Morocco Kasbah of Taourirt.
1972 October Ouarzate, Morocco Kasbah of Taourirt.
Good ones Larry. Keep them coming!
Don
PAR4DCR wrote:
Good ones Larry. Keep them coming!
Don
Thanks, Glad you liked them.
Larry
Really enjoying traveling with you.
Good shots, thanks for sharing.
You have traveled well and I'm enjoying your images!!
jederick wrote:
You have traveled well and I'm enjoying your images!!
I have, I think, seen quite a bit of the world, but hardly everything. Now, of course, travel is physically difficult, and I am probably stuck close to home. Thus, my digging into the photo archives. I find the memories satisfying and am glad you like seeing them.
Thank you,
Larry
Bubalola wrote:
WoW, never stop, Larry!
Glad you find these interesting. Thanks,
Larry
Interesting! My girlfriend at the time and I were also in Morocco in 1972, from January until early May. We were backpacking and hitchhiking the whole time, except for one bus ride. We were down by Tiznit and ended up staying for 6 weeks in some fisherman caves hollowed out of the soft sandstone rock by the seashore. The caves were used for fishing gear, etc., and several, including ours, had a concrete floor and door. We then hitched back up the country, across Algeria to Tunisia and then ferried to Sicily and put our thumbs out again. Altogether quite a memorable experience!
Bowpet wrote:
Interesting! My girlfriend at the time and I were also in Morocco in 1972, from January until early May. We were backpacking and hitchhiking the whole time, except for one bus ride. We were down by Tiznit and ended up staying for 6 weeks in some fisherman caves hollowed out of the soft sandstone rock by the seashore. The caves were used for fishing gear, etc., and several, including ours, had a concrete floor and door. We then hitched back up the country, across Algeria to Tunisia and then ferried to Sicily and put our thumbs out again. Altogether quite a memorable experience!
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Sounds like a great trip. Happy if my photos brought back happy memories for you.
Larry
That they did, thanks much! Here are a couple of the caves.
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