Muddled in Midelt
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After sunrise it was back on the camels again and back to our hostel on the edge of the sand dunes for breakfast...another perfect half hour ride away.
During this overnight adventure I learnt a lot about riding a camel....it is so easy when going across flat land but riding up and over sand dunes is an art that is learnt with practise!. When going UP you have to LEAN right FORWARD towards the camels neck...when going DOWN...(this is scarier!) you have to LEAN right BACK ( I think so you don't end up head over ass, over the camels neck, onto the sand!?!). Sounds easy doesn't it...but not when actually in the situation. The camel "saddle" had a metal cross bar thingy that you were meant to hold onto at all costs when travelling along.
Discovered the Inner Nomad in me and just let go of the bar ...yes that's right....I simply LET GO and went with the camel FLOW!!!! and guess what... I was REALLY riding a camel... AMAZING FEELING.
The hostel had an oasis of a courtyard garden and I had time to go for a walk around the ramparts before brekkie...gazing back out across the sanddunes we had just spent the night in. I really enjoyed the "Al Fresco breakfast by the courtyard swimming pool.
We all piled back into our mini bus and chattered away about the glorious night we had shared as we travelled to Rissani and Er Rachidia.
Couldn't believe the amount of huge slabs of different coloured marble covered with different types of fossils and mined right here in Morocco in the Atlas Mountains. Of course as it was a factory on the tourist route we were given the grand tour and talk about the processes which was interesting, then taken into the "shop" so we could make our purchases. Unfortunately I found the prices too high to contemplate buying anything...and the last thing I needed was a fossil covered marble wash basin or fountain to take home!!!!! Ha Ha.
A couple of rest stops after lunch (of Tagine!) brought us to our hotel for the night in Midelt. This town is described as a "frontier" town between the High and Middle Atlas Mountains in the ZIZ Valley. Well I cant comment to much on the town itself but the hotel was definitely a "frontier" of its own...Shoddy and musty and grimy and grotty, with a myriad of plumbing problems and no maintanance since about 1945 when I reckon it must have been built! Yuk
All I wanted was a nice clean hotel room after a night in the desert...was looking for at least the standard of the majority of our previous hotels.
As I was waiting outside to be picked up by Achraf I got talked into some more shopping in the hotels outer wall entrance gatehouse souvenir shop. Made some of the best purchases of my whole trip here.
Arrived back at the original hotel as rest of the girls were finishing breakfast. They were all very nice about me going off for the night and we piled back into the bus for the days next sights.