Leaving Tan Tan and Fatima and Auday was bittersweet, but I'll meet up with her again in Casa and we are on the same flight back to Canada, but I don't know when I'll see Auday in the near future and I really love him. He is special.
On the way home I took many photos, but the ones I want to show you are of the Argan trees. The fruit is on them now, but not ripe. When they are ripe goats climb the trees to eat the fruit. I am sorry I didn't get to witness this spectacle.
We made our way from the sea with its desert scape, up through the green areas, to the mountains and finally arrived in the plateau and the clean, modern city of Ouarzazate.
On that long journey I didn't sleep a wink. For the first few hours, my seat mate was a lovely Moroccan lady who didn't speak any English, but we communicated some. For the longest leg, from Agadir to Oz a lovely young man asked to sit with me. Rashid, thirty-two, and an English teacher in Agadir was on his way home to visit his mom in Errachidia and grandmother in Efroud. He kept me busy the whole trip. When we arrived in Oz at 3 am he gathered my bags from the hold and made sure we were in the taxi safely. This is not necessary in Oz, but how kind of him.
I can say that this trip to Tan Tan and all the places I saw on the way and people I met will be another favourite memory.
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