We’re anticipating many of the sites are going to be “rustic”. The first one starts here at our first coastal stop in Moulay Bousselham. It doesn’t disappoint.
An interestingly looking toilet block has all the facilities you need. But not quite as you need them.
The tiny resort of Moulay Bousselham is quiet at this time of year. Sandy golden stretches lead across to a sandier “Hengistbury Head” that guards the waterway into the sandy harbour. The lagoon here is famous for its numerous types of bird life. You can hire an early morning “Bird-Man” to take you out and across. Too early for us.
Young men are at work cleaning their morning’s catch. Many sit on their haunches. Knives at work. Others hold flatter fish down on the sand with a foot, to get better leverage.
On our way back to camp a VW Golf phut-phut’s past us. Engine gasping on fumes. Comes to a halt. Only 300 metres short of the garage. A kind “monsieur” gets stuck in. Then joined by two others to make lighter work. (is there a joke hidden in there somewhere?) Thumbs up all around. 