I left a city where sloppy money flies through hands like fallen leaves in a swirling wind, a fairy tale town of somewhere else where a wonton man crafted Lake quietly shrinks to half pool soon to be cracks in mud Eventually thirst will consume This fantasy I flew south to another thirsty town in Texas Then to Paris where I frustrated around changing not just planes but airports. Finally boarding a jumbo jet headed to Marrakech Africa. There after 1-hour of custom lines and the process of changing currency. I stepped into Africa, I was (thankfully) greeted by not one but two burly, handsome, jolly good river guides. Hamish and Steve. Here is my story….which I will edit as I remember! We traveled in Africa, 16 folks and our fabulous guides to show us the way! We left the bustling city of Marrakech, with it’s fields of olives and almonds and drove fast on steeply winding roads into the Atlas Mountains headed out to run the wild Ahansel river. Hamish shouts, “Get ready for a rubbish view!” We stop for lunch overlooking the lake where our river trip would end and had a picnic looking at a view of … Continue reading
Moroccan Adventure By Ote Dale, O.A.R.S Guide