We finished our trip with a few days in the Todra Gorge, where climbing was on the agenda.
When we stayed in Morocco, we went for the cheapest rooms we could find.
Up in the mountains it was a case of sleeping in refuges.
The night in the desert tents was fun, but less than comfortable.
Here in Todra, it being the off-season, we managed to score a winning rate on the hotel — where we were the only guests — which served the best food we’d eaten the whole time here. Lemon-chicken cous-cous, berber omlettes, all that jazz.
And then breakfast en terrasse like this, before a day of climbing, completely isolated from the rest of the world, is the shizzle.