We had heard of a very old Rabbi who could be found at the foot of the Atlas mountains.
According to the legend all other Jews in his village had moved to Israel some decades ago. He alone had remained and was now quite ancient, probably a centenarian. But he was still very sociable and welcomed [...]
Refreshed, we hit the road early for something called Ouzoud falls and the sun is shining for the first time in days.
Soon the road starts winding and rising steeply into the Atlas mountains. Unfortunately we are also rejoined by the familiar smell of leaking fuel. The top of the tank appears to be to blame [...]
Escaped to the sanctuary of Atlas mountains today, leaving Casablanca in pouring rain and floods.
After several hours of avoiding the usual assortment of donkey carts, pedestrians and on-coming traffic we chanced on a 4* hotel at the foot of the mountains.
That’ll do nicely for tonight!