Sunrise on the desert was beautiful, very spiritual. It made me ponder the concept of possibility.
At breakfast, we heard the news about the election! Just breathe.
We had much ground to cover today so spent more time in the van than usual. We were somber and we were together and there was comfort in that.
We stopped for coffee and a "happy house" break, our guides even tipped the washroom attendant for us!
|Leaving the desert :(|
|the colors and light of this room are so inviting|
|I miss this coffee.|
The next stop was at a woman's cooperative that made argan oil products. This was so interesting.
The fruit of the argan tree is small roundish nut. A thick peel covers the fleshy pulp. The pulp surrounds a hard-shelled nut. The nut contains one to three oil-rich argan kernels.
Extraction is key to the production process. To extract the kernels, workers first dry argan fruit in the open air and then remove the fleshy pulp. Moroccans usually use the flesh as animal feed.
The next stage involves cracking the argan nut to obtain the argan kernels. Attempts to mechanize this process have been unsuccessful, so workers still do it by hand, making it a time-consuming process.
Workers grind and press them, again manually, this buttery substance from the grinding is mixed with small amounts of water and kneaded. Thus creating a brown mash which expels pure, unfiltered argan oil. Finally, they decant unfiltered argan oil into vessels. The remaining press cake is protein-rich and frequently used as cattle feed
|Cracking the nuts to obtain the argan kernels|
|Grinding the kernels, the grinder is made of stone.|
|final step in extraction|
After lunch we geared up for our final ride, we had been hearing about undulating hills all week and today was the day. The sandy undulating hills are covered with Argan trees, Argania spinosa.
We saw almost no automobiles but we did see camels and goats in the trees!
|Goats feasting on argan nuts|
|We ended our ride at the beach, wading in the ocean felt so good.|
First impressions of the Essaouira medina...
|The cats are so healthy and not a rodent in sight, gotta love symbiotic relationships.|
|sunset from the roof of our riad|
I am so enamored with this city! The air, the light, the people, the music....it's the perfect place to end this amazing journey. I can see myself here again. Insha'Allah
|This is just how I feel!|
|Ryad Watier front door|
The souks are an important part of the culture socially and act as the heart of Moroccan cities.
The souk in Essauoira seemed spacious and organized in comparison to the congested and chaotic
one in Marrakech.
|I was delighted that he was watching me!|
Port of Essaouira http://www.morocco.com/ports/essaouira/
The port was exhilarating, great energy, ocean smells, wind in your face, seagulls squawking, beautiful vistas and all that blue.
|Our walking tour guide, Achmed and the lovely Micky|
|This blurry shot makes me happy|
|Leaving the medina~As-Salam|