ANOTHER WORLD ILI EBUCHIY TRANSSERFING REAL’NOSTI
Our incredible journey began on September 9 (!!! ) 2010. , when the next mailing of Avianov's company made me think: "If for 1344 rubles you can fly to Moscow and back, then why not consider the option of a vacation" with a departure from Moscow "for the purpose of enormous savings + Thought - done - booked tickets Kurumoch - Sheremetyevo 9.10 10. and Sheremetyevo - Kurumoch on 10.19. 10. , and began to graze "super-burning" proposals. As if by magic, of course, they all hid abruptly + And now a month of painful uncertainty has sunk into oblivion. . two days before departure to Moscow + " - Valun, there is Morocco for 10 rubles. on the nose! This is not 3-5r. , but not Turkey-Egypt, will we fly? "Let's fly+
During the 6.5 hours of the flight, we asked about the same question "what kind of animal is Morocco?
"The coast of the Atlantic Ocean - in itself sounds goosebumps, the second official language - French - is exciting (; )), and "not the most popular destination among Russian tourists" is a synonym for the word PARADISE!!!!!! ! ! !
10.10. 10. Around midnight, the plane landed at the Agadir airport. Our "unknown animal" met us with a fine drizzle, thanks to which nothing was visible at all around more than 50m. Migration cards, registration, a small stamp in the passport, screening, transfer, hotel, room, bed +. O! a pleasant surprise - the dinner was packed under the film and, along with a plate of fruit, left on the coffee table - unexpectedly (especially for a very modest category of the hotel), but sooooo nice!
A room with a balcony + nothing is visible behind a curtain of small droplets, except for an inscription in Arabic burning and, it seems, hanging in the air in the distance (as we later learned, the inscription read "Allah is the king of the state" - this is the motto of Morocco) +++ interesting, but we were lucky with the rain for all six days?...hrrrr+.
11.10. 10. Good morning ocean!! ! ! ! It's nice, damn it! , wake up at seven in the morning to the sound (!! ! ) of the ocean coming through the open balcony door (this despite the fact that the hotel is on the 2nd + no, rather on the 3rd line) - the rain has ended, the sun has come out. And now, standing on the balcony, we contemplate bright green (unlike burnt Egyptian) palm trees, flowers of all the most positive shades, blue sky above our heads and all this under the unusual shrill voices of huge seagulls circling over the city.
Breakfast + is it breakfast?? ? ! ! Where is the food? ? ? + and figs with him with breakfast - rather to the ocean! ! !
Fine, like flour, sand, huge, like in a movie about surfing, waves and wind blowing sand everywhere - goodbye camera (only for shaking out the Egyptian sand I gave 1700 +) +. in fact, such thoughts appeared later)))) and at that moment - only an unusual feeling of happiness and unreality of what was happening - we did it ! ! ! ! We have reached the first ocean! ! ! (only nothing left - 3))))
We sit on the sand, eyes bulging with delight, contemplating the ocean. The wind, literally blowing off your feet, slows down the passionate desire to rush into the waves. "And it would be nice to smoke something national. +" -for some reason we thought+
Nearby, two dark-skinned girls sat down, judging by the clothes of tourists (that is, they are dressed like us - there are no elements of clothing covering the head-face-arms-legs), smiled at us, we - at them, after all, how we want to smile here ! ! !
, just like that, an unconscious, incomprehensible and, basically, not familiar to us, Russian people, feeling - literally a physical need! ! ! (probably something like this is in the air +. well, in general, national)))
We are sitting about 50 meters from the water's edge, only diverted to the side - towels, bags, rags are already wet from the imperceptibly creeping wave + We collect everything and run from the wave, the dark-skinned neighbors jumped and rushed to our aid - to pick up our junk)))))) - so we met + In 10 minutes we are already chatting with our new friends who treat us (!!!!!! ! ! ) +. "to smoke something national. +"
We learn that they are not tourists - local girls: one works as a fitness instructor, the other is a travel agent. They immediately invite us to go to "some village", it's not far by bus, believe the beauty place - to the question "do we like it there? Is it better than in Agadir? " - we get the answer: "it's another world" +
Let's go! Half an hour and we are in the incredible place Taghazour.
Incredibly beautiful waves crashing against no less beautiful rocks, scattering into small, sparkling in the sun, droplets and leaving the "kiss of the ocean" on the face +
Along the entire line of the coast, hanging over the water, two or three-story houses piled on top of each other. Wetsuits, fins, surfboards, and other attributes of spending time in the company of the ocean hang from each balcony, or just from the windows. From all sides: Hello! ! Bounjoure! ! ! ! Smiles, smiles, waves, ocean music, handsome men with surfers from all over the world speaking different languages, boats of incredible beauty, shutters, facades of houses, and smiles again + The first flash drive on the camera is over - looking at photos and videos now, we understand , that it is impossible to convey all the beauty, the feeling of some incredible delight that literally covered my head at that moment - landscapes are so unreal that photoshop just rests ++
Taghazour is a small town (almost a village))), clean beaches, a minimum of tourists burning in the sun - people who know and love this activity come here for the sake of surfing. Renting a 1-2-room apartment (as you agree) -11-1.000 of our wooden ones per month +. another world.
The bus ride is about 25 rubles. (to go about half an hour). On the way back, we witnessed a fight on the bus - one man was drinking wine in the back seat
(in Morocco it is forbidden by law to drink alcohol on the street, in public places (with the exception, of course, bars and restaurants), after 20.00 alcohol is not sold ANYWHERE),
drank himself drank and decided to smoke right there - just the same "some national", someone tried to stop him, a fight ensued + soon the bus stopped and the troublemaker was handed over to the police +
Hotel, dinner (a bottle of beer 0.33 - 75 rubles - pleasant, by the way) + 22.00 energy is running out + lights out + when else would we go to bed at 22.00.!!!!!!!! ! ! !
12.10. 10. Rise, breakfast, road to the ocean+.
The ocean is much calmer than yesterday, the wind is not so strong, and you can even sunbathe. + Hello! ! Bounjoure! ! ! ! - from all sides + strange + but it doesn’t even irritate, but only makes you keep the blissful smile of the aligophrenic from your face +)))))))) cool feeling!!!!!! ! ! !
A guy approached us, asked permission to sit next to the sand, clarified if he was bothering us + just chatting + we met, his name is Adil, he lives in Agadir, works in "car's service" + and here is a friend; ))))) Rachid (he said that he has Tatar roots)) after a while, a policeman stopped nearby (they patrol the beach on ATVs) and asked for documents from our new acquaintances + filled out something, returned the documents, and left. To our question, what was it? - the guys explained that when the police see locals communicating with tourists, they write down their data - for security reasons, i. e. if anything - that's who the tourists were talking to +. They're watching in general))
Having dried up to two hours on the sand talking about the weather, nature, and everything like that, we went "on an excursion" to the Souk (market) - it is one big central one in Agadir + - as we were told, it is not inferior to the market in Marrakesh + check Unfortunately, this opportunity did not come up. . ))
How nice it is to not hear Russian speech around you at least for a while! ! ! In those rare moments when familiar words nevertheless reached our ears, we immediately forgot to speak Russian among ourselves, we tried to quickly change our disposition + a strange feeling - it’s even hard to explain why - no craving for Russian tourists, as if the instinct of self-preservation was pushing in the back "Break! "
Olives-olives - 45 rub. / kg Grenades - 23 rub. /kg Incredible bags-belts-shoes - all possible colors, patterns and textures+Smells of spices and oriental incense! ! ! ! ++. mmmmmm++
Of course, as in all of Asia, bargaining is not just appropriate, but OBLIGATORY - from 30 to 70% of the price is added for one purpose - so that there is something to discuss +)) - discourse price.
Lunch - "fish-mix" -110 rub. / plate: shrimp, squid, octopus, capelin and some other unknown fish - all deep-fried - satisfying-simple-tasty+.
On the way to the hotel, we went to visit Adil: a two-story apartment, 1st floor - a shop (his father sews and sells clothes - looked at the catalog of outfits for the wedding ceremony - very beautiful), 2nd floor - living rooms, drank delicious green tea +.
We agreed to rent a car tomorrow and go to Essaouira (about 200 km from Agadir) - an old Portuguese port city. Wee wil bi dick! ! ! (that's how they pronounce English R) - had fun - said goodbye until tomorrow.
Hotel, dinner + 21.00: tired, well, do not sleep, really! !
Let's go for a sprite (Bacardi's friend from the Moscow Dutik - right now we will find you a company)))) It's five minutes to the store exactly from the hotel reception - in this short way some boy on a bike managed to grab Valentina by the soft spot and, with the comment YEEES! ! ! , got out of the way + well, on the other hand, you can sit in the hotel)))))))
Bacardi + sprite = tone up +. now it would be a fragrant hookah of some thread + pancake, well, it’s quite dumb to sleep !! ! ! !
Call+phone call to number!!!!!..."Hello! ", I'm your neighbor - can I get you something downstairs at the bar? - You need a market! "Oh, well, if only not for a long time - otherwise we will rent a car tomorrow at 8 am +" Well, Valya, "show must go on"! ! I said as I slammed the door to my room.
We go down to the bar - well, it's definitely something in the air - Freddie Mercury !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ! ! !
Our neighbor from Saudi Arabia - works in the servants of the king, who is now on a visit to the palace of the Moroccan king - he, therefore, is up to 19.
00 works, then goes to the hotel, drinks a little, becomes happy, and falls asleep! ! (literal quote ; )))) - but he looks exactly like Freddie!!!!! ! ! ! And our show continues + of course, we smoked a fragrant hookah, drank a little, and, becoming even happier, went to bed around 2x++. .
13.10. 10. Alarm clock! ! ! ! Chat up! ! ! ! Well, why do you have to get up at half past seven on vacation ! ! ! !
Exactly at 8.00 we, having had breakfast, in the hotel lobby ...9.00 - we can’t get through to Adil - "some problem with international code" 10.00 - we go to the beach.
A hangover and a broken trip to Essaouira do not make you feel absolutely happy + but even without absolute - there is enough happiness))))))) Well, at least in October you can look tanned + all summer at the computer in the office +
Some guy, a bit reminiscent of a tramp, has been sitting ten meters away for the second hour and quietly watching us, not even trying to speak +
"Yo friend is a racist!
"- he confidently declares to Valya, nodding in my direction - I almost choked on a hangover swaying in the bowels !! ! he says meaningfully - well, just a moron, okay, they don’t take offense at the sick - he understood, apparently, sticking two hours in our direction, on my sourly annoyed face after yesterday’s feast-acquaintance with the servants of the Arabian king +.
The guy offering excursions on the beach didn't believe that Russian - Valya's native language - was pleasant, and immediately added that, as a rule, Russian tourists don't speak anything at all. shameful but true
About 15 hours + we go along the line of the wave +. - here they are our new friends! ! !
They, like us, got confused with the codes and could not get through to us + as it turned out, to accompany us to Essaouira - they must issue a "friendly paper" (literally))) - which must contain the passport details of everyone who is in the car and who we are to each other, otherwise we simply will not be let by the patrol at the exit from the city. In the morning they waited for the office to open to find out that there was nowhere without paper - and then for half a day they rushed along the beach in search of us)))) now the office has closed and it will be possible to issue only tomorrow +. . Beach & Ocean Day+
End around 23.00.
14.10. 10. Hyundai partos -1140r. (300dr) per day + 950 rub. (250dr) - gasoline. Filling out the paperwork, we spent 3 hours, about eleven - start!
The road - on one side of the mountain (in some places - serpentine), on the other - the coast! ! ! But people live in this paradise! ! ! That's why they are so smiling - they know how lucky they are and appreciate it! ! ! And thank God with their smiles! ! !
Banana plantations + strange price as we have 30-40r. /kg - incomprehensible + delicious bananas - small - the length of my index finger, dark yellow inside and very sweet - lunch)))
+Flying goats!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ! ! ! in fact, of course, they don’t fly, but in some magical way they climb the branches of the organ trees (like cats! ! ) and eat its bark - there is just a tree (2.5-3 meters in height) - and on it like Christmas decorations - pieces ten goats!!!!! ! ! ! "Let's go! , the guys say, there will still be plenty of them on the way - the shepherd is a little crazy here. . )))" "OK! " the process of their climbing onto the branches of an organJ))))))
We stop, for the sake of "wee-wee", near a small roadside pavilion - they sell oil, soap, shampoos - in general, a complete set of natural cosmetics based on organ oil - we ask to do our "dirty deed" - we are warmly received and escorted "where follows" - a girl near the road sits on a plastic chair with a laptop and a 3G modem!!!!!! ! ! ! - although 3Ge! ! ! it's probably only here, because in the mountains! ! ! among the organ trees alone if this garbage catches +! ! ! - the first shock for me, of course, was the merchants in the market (!!!!!!!! ! ! ) Agadir with machines that read credit cards - about ATMs on every corner, I generally keep quiet + damn civilization!
Essaouira! ! ! Narrow streets of the old city, fortresses with cannons, arches, passages - the feeling that our "atos" is a time machine that took us several centuries into the past in time +
(Agadir was completely razed to the ground by an earthquake in the 60s - so all you can see there now are new buildings built specifically for tourists - but this is not the old Morocco from "Casablanca" +)
Essaouira is the cultural capital of Morocco: festivals, exhibitions - all cultural life takes place here. White buildings with blue shutters are a hallmark of the Portuguese style. These streets and fortresses can be seen in "Pirates of the Caribbean" +))))
The smell of the ocean, fish, spices, leather, aroma lamps, thuja (Essaouira is famous for its thuja products - from here they are sold throughout Morocco; they say that thuja boxes purify the gold and silver stored in them ... ). Silver from the Sahara, the famous Moroccan textile+.
endless galleries - incredible combinations of colors - this country is filled with colors, positivity, endless joy of life (of course, we look at everything through the prism of gray, which we are used to in our architecture+ and faces+) and the sound of the ocean is everywhere+
Imperceptibly, the sun set and immediately became cool (around 19.00 it is already dark) - very contrasting: while the sun is over the city - it is very hot, it just sets - it becomes cold, because of the strong humidity it is felt more strongly +
(Essaouira is called the city of winds - but we were lucky, on this day the wind was practically not felt. )
We are heading to the parking lot - in the port they sell some incredible moray eels, lobsters, octopuses - literally just caught from the ocean)).
It's warm outside, but the windows of the car are so fogged up that we open all the doors so that we can see through them + - very humid air - the pareos lying in the bag became damp in half an hour and gained weight)))
and, given the puritanical mores of the Arab world ...in general, they seem to have one entertainment - to pump muscles on the waves of the Atlantic Ocean; )))))), listened to music, chatted about life. . )))+. . froze - returned to the hotel +. About 4 lay down +.
15.10. 10. rise, breakfast, left a package "from Freddie" at the reception with a note "we want to be alone, thanks for everything, don't follow us" - in the hope that he will understand + hell knows what they have there in Saudi Arabia then +))))
Beach, market +. ocean. + "Why do you need a man when there is an ocean? ". . The question is, of course, rhetorical.
SMS from Freddy "ah miss yu, ah kiss yu, have a nice day, my princesses"+ I didn't understand along the way+. either problems with English, or ...with the head. + )))
dinner, a knock on the door + "Is this note from you? " + "of Kos from us! " + really problems with English + well, somehow they explained that we love each other (; ))))))) - well, how else get rid of the maniac? ? ) and want to be alone - the vacation is too short to waste it on you. . )))))). . probably offended. .
dress warmly and return to the ocean. + I would like to taste Moroccan wine. +
We pass by a cafe + live music + a pleasant male voice + "Come in ! ! Outside is not the place for such beauties !! " )) - impressed by Camel, he offers to treat us with something + why not - we would like to try Moroccan wine ))))) no question + tried (similar to French + I prefer Italy-Spain). Snack to wine!!!! ! ! ! - popcorn - and this is a former French colony! ! ! ! With the presence of France in everything - from language to culture! ! ! !
Cool, thanks Camel - we're going to the ocean! ! )
Quietly - waves, a black abyss ahead + sat on the sand - wet, cold +
The watchman of the beach chairs is waving to us - sit down here! ! !
He brought soft mattresses, covered with something warm - we lie in sun loungers - we look at the ocean, we finish our rum with sprite + chatting - cool uncle "- Tomorrow there will be an annual festival on the beach - there will be a lot of people - you should not go alone !! ! - you can be a problem! ! - too many people + alcohol + drugs + if you want - come here - you will hear + "thanks, we will take into account! ! !
(that we should not go alone, of course, we were told by everyone throughout the week - and, of course, everyone offered their services as guidesJ))))
A guy came up. . sat down + a friend - our kind uncle said - "why do Russian people smile so little? - the guy asked -" there are a lot of tourists from all over the world, but Russians are the most unsmiling + "-" we don't know "- we answered ++. then he told a terrible story, how his friend went to study in Moscow, and there he was thrown under a train by skinheads + ppp. .
Probably, racism is everywhere - not only in Russia. + .
16.10. ten.
The beach, the sun, the waves, the ocean - we grew bolder and did not climb out of the water for three hours, probably, scoring on our things-cameras-purses left on the sand ++. I don't want to leave tomorrow.
On the way from the beach to the hotel, we slightly deviated from the usual course and ...KANGAROO !!!! ! ...Five minutes from the hotel is the "Bird Park" - every time, passing by, we thought - let's take a look! ! it didn’t grow together ...And here is the last evening in Agadir, the park is already closed, we look through the bars of the fence and see - kangaroos, llamas, some kind of mountain goats with unreal horns, galloping over artificial mountains - no x. . imagine a BIRD park ...well, at least that way. . )))
20.00. - the beginning of the concert - a huge open-air, a thousandth crowd of people - 85% - men, guys, boys +. a little uncomfortable + Goddesses! Bonjour la fleur! ! Madam! Mademoiselle! ! ! Yu and believe-believe beauty!!!! ! ! ! - yes + it’s worth going here at least for the purpose of raising self-esteem)))))))
00.00. you have to go to the hotel. rise at 4.00 + need to collect more things + at 5.30. - breakfast, at 6.00 - transfer +++.
The plane was delayed for three hours ++ during this time it was possible to dive into the wave again! ! !
P. S. Thank you Morocco for your friendliness, for bright colors, for high waves, for the desire to live, suddenly awakened, like for the first time!!!!!!!! ! ! ! I hope not in the last + no - I'm sure; )))))))))
P. S. S. There are miracles in the world! And sometimes, as if by magic, they happen to us! They happen when we love, believe, enjoy life and thank it for everything that it gives us - for the most important - an invaluable gift - the ability to listen, hear and feel another, the same as yourself, who needs you endlessly strong and vulnerable, made in the image and likeness of God. +
P. S. S. S. some unexpected and absolutely unusual philanthropy + the right word + and from where +
probably will soon fade away, like the remnants of the magical Moroccan air +
