Agadir

From Boumaine Dades we took an overnite bus to Agadir. Before that, we posted loads of postcards and figured out stamps for posting all over the place. We slept mostly through the journey, except when there was a blinding sandstorm near Ourzazate. Next day, we got out in pouring rain. We had some yummy bread with honey and started looking for our hotel. We were confused when the lonely planet guide map did not make any sense. After being totally drenched (our bags were waterproof, but not us !), a kind man told us we were in the wrong city ! Thankfully it was just 20 kms away and we rode in a collective taxi. We were totally exhausted in the end and slept till 2 in the afternoon.

Agadir is a very touristy beach resort. Luxury hotels line the coastline. There seemed to be western tourists everywhere. Menus come in 6 languages. We did lots of window shopping, but the prices went through the roof, sometimes even costlier than Europe. We mostly walked on the beach and sat in the outdoor hotels.

Baywatch : Is anyone drowning?

Quad bikes : Since it was very windy that day, we could not jet ski or para sail. Then we came across this guy riding a Quad bike and asked for a ride. Soon we found out that he is a cop. He found it absolutely hilarious and gave us a short joy ride.