We didn't intend staying two nights but by the time we had enjoyed, yes, a hot shower and done our various chores (tyre pressures, loo emptying, water filling etc.) time was getting on. There is wifi here, but painfully slow. With Christmas approaching and no idea of when we may next have internet or how much slower it may get the further we go, we knuckle down to some on line shopping. Fingers crossed these small tokens arrive??
Nearby is a supermarket, so a good opportunity to grocery shop. An interesting experience, not feeling wholly confident in Morocco yet, we took the easy option of supermarket shopping rather than frequenting the tiny Pakistani style huts. The supermarket was as large as any super store at home and similarly laid out, there were though a couple of noticeable extras. Namely, crickets chirruping and small birds flying from the rafters, pooping in the veg and pecking at the bread! Having loaded our trolley with wrapped products, we are all set to be back on the road tomorrow.
Fri 12th Dec
Yet more vehicles have arrived in this surprisingly popular campsite. Motor homes and overlanders, we talk to a few and swop routes and tips. One couple are on their way to Turkey, we are more than happy to tell of places not to be missed. Another guy is en route to Cape Town, all alone. That would definitely be too much for either of us! We hear that there has been terrible flooding in the south and that some roads in the Atlas are not just impassable, they no longer exist! We may have to revise our route plan?
As all the guide books say, Casablanca is one of those places that is better in the imagination than it is in reality. None the less, when you are this close, it has to be done! The Hassan Mosque is very impressive, it is huge, second only in size to Mecca. Being Friday, we weren't able to do more than view the outside and read about it. Fifty million pounds, the cost of building it and almost within its shadow, people live in little more than mud huts! Another reminder of Pakistan.
After coffee and cake in the town that should be so much more romantic than it really is, we continue on to El Jadida. It's another campsite tonight, neither of us are quite sure about wild camping just yet. Having driven most of the day, a good leg stretch is called for so we take a long walk into town and into the Portuguese quarter. The daylight is fading and there is no street lighting here, we backtrack to the main town. Here like Asilah it has become a bustling marketplace. I am starting to think that Morocco maybe one big car boot sale?
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