Morocco, O country of no ration, beautiful landscape and clogged toilets. How I love thee!
So we arrived in Agadir safely with an amazing sight as we landed, the Atlas mountains. I did not expect to see them covered in snow. First irrational sight.
We got to our apartment right on the beach at Hash Point in Taghazout that night after a hilarious taxi ride with Mohammed Taxi. Shane had prepared an amazing Tagine for us to feast on. You're the raddest! Thanks man.
We woke up to toxic smoke burning on the beach below us, I couldn't beleive the amount of rubbish there was. Pieta woke up with bites all over her face. We were literally 50 metres to the water, and that entire space was rubbish. Very sad to see. The weather was freezing and it was raining. They had recently had major floods which made the place even messier.
Our first thoughts weren't that great of Morocco. Especially after what Pieta saw on the beach...it was a man malesting a cat, repeatedly. Cool!
Shortly after I saw a kid playing with 2 syringes.
The next day we cruised around town and check out some local surf spots..rain hampered most of our plans. We decided to head to Shane's work to help him prepare dinner for the guest's at his work. It was great fun and the food was amazing!
The next day the weather turned amazing so we got to see the good side of Taghazout. It made such a difference. The beaches looked cleaner and everyone was happy again. Even Mohammed Cat Malesterer. I hired a massive long board which turned out to be way to big and heavy. It ruined me haha. So unfit. So I swapped it for a shorter, lighter board. The surf was cranking pretty much the entire time we were there, everywhere.
Anchors point was the biggest, just up the road from our place.
The landscape is stunning, dry desert with green patches of plants meeting up to stunning beaches. It really was an amazing site.
Food was cheap, a loaf of bread was about 15 cents aussie. Amazing bread too. A Tagine was about $4aud. We headed to the local Souk (Market), it was so cool. Amazing produce. These olives were the best I've ever had and they were $2aud/kilo.
Spices galore! Heaven!!!
Mike arrived a few days after us so we decided to hire a car and cruise up the coast towards Immsuane Bay, a killer surf spot. There were so many ridiculous surf spots the whole way there, all empty. The drive up and around the mountains were amazing...winding all the way up with views of the coast. When we arrived at the top to look down at Immsuane we could see the snow capped mountains once again. It was bizarre as the temperature was about 30degrees.
The next day we decided to head south and visit Paradise Valley which was like being at the Wild Wild West ride at Movieworld. It was surreal and so cool. Photos are crap and don't do it justice as we were driving through.
We had plenty of time left so we decided to go further down to Tifnit, Shane got the word that it has dooshin surf so we decided to check it out. It was scorching hot, around 33+ and the surf was scorching too. Sucky shorebreak. Shane busted 3 leashes on his boog and a local nearly drowned. Good times.
This is when the diarrhea started. I had to race up into the dunes to offload the package. Luckily I brought TP in my backback!
We had major problems with our apartment the entire stay. We didn't have a proper shower, I got locked out of my room, Pieta got locked in. Our toilet overflowed. Fridge didn't work. We weren't given towels, toilet paper, soap etc. Shane convinced the landlord "Mohammed Apartment" to give us a refund of 1 night, we tried for 2 but he was a stubborn wanker...which took 45 mins of discussion. He promised to pay us the next day. We didn't see him for 2 days until I called him several times as the toilet overflowed and our shower was still broken. I blew up as he said he wasn't going to pay us a cent and blamed everything on us and said it was our responsibility not his! haha. I was not in the mood to take shit. What's funnier is that Shane was cooking dinner when he came over and he said the meal needs water added. I said no, leave it it's fine, Shane is a chef, you are not. He told me to add tap water. I refused and told him not to touch and especially don't add tap water, we argued for a few minutes then he added tap water after yelling at me that it's great safe water. I tried to stop the dick but he did it regardless. We argued for about 30mins ended up in me leaving the room as I was so close to smashing in his stupid face. Anyway the meal ended up being watery and Pieta and I got violent diarrhea. I had it bad for 7 or 8 days. Shitting water and violent stomach cramps. Cheers for that DICKHEAD!
To make things worse, the next morning he came into our apartment without knocking or saying a word, let himself in, then continued to let himself into our bedroom, where we were sleeping to ask if the toilet works.
Anyway beside the room troubles everyone else was pretty cool. I think a driving surf trip would be the go next time though. I will definitely go back..just not to stay at Mohammed Apartments place.
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