Thursday, 2 August 2007

Morocco 25 July 2007

A steady climb all day, past the Sidi Chamarouch shrine, brought us to the Toubkal Refuge (3207m).
Here we again found hot showers and Jenny claimed to have seen a flushing toilet. I was sceptical after several days of the "toilet tent" - a portaloo shaped tent that served as mere camouflage for a hole in the ground.
After days of being on our own, the number of people camping at the refuge was a bit of a shock.

We were also disappointed to see the amount of litter being left lying around by all these people.
As we waited for dinner, sitting in our tent, we were visited by a little goat kid. It probably figured it was safer here with the vegetarians than out there with everybody else.
We also noticed that many of the mules had open sores from where their harnesses rubbed. We were pleased to see that ours did not and that they were being adequately fed and cared for by our muleteer.
Guide humour (cont.): "A crocodile lived in a lake and whenever anybody swam in the lake he would invariably eat them up. One day a beautiful girl went to the lake and she was so hot that she decided to go for a swim. Nothing happened. Why not? Answer: Because the crocodile was at the party thrown by the lion."

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