All the pictures from the last days

Just one day before I would fly home!
Therefore, I packed my bagage, and took it down to the post office neighbour to weight everything in. After all the small things I have thrown away that I would not need to bring home, I had 7,5 hand luggage, 15 check-in luggage plus 22 kilo bicycle!
It was still raining outside, and there were water in the hotel corridors, but at least my room stayed dry!
I also went out to get shaved, instead of buying a one-time razor.
My 3G ended during the day, so I spent most time reading. In the evening I went to Une Crepe for a “last meal”. I have been having a good time there, with a really good waitress during all this time!
During the night I woke up to the thunder. There was a big storm outside, and more rain was coming.

Pictures from earlier days:


The bad room


The good room


Une Crepe


Classy interior

Good weather and invisible book stores

The weather was pretty nice, so when I finally woke up, I set out on a bike tour to find a second hand english book store. After pretty long time, I still hadn’t found it, but I found a Pizza Hut where I had lunch!
During my time at Pizza Hut, I also found out that the page about the book store was deleted, and some of the articles I read dates back to 1999. My conclusion was that it wasn’t there anymore, as no one I asked had heard about it.
I went to a book store close to Pizza Hut, and bought Deception Point by Dan Brown. Outside, I found a good height to put the right pedal on, so it would hold against when I wanted to get the left one loose. It worked!
Back at the hotel. My plan was to go to Fine Burger to upload my pictures and also get some movies on the tablet, but it decided to crash instead.
Therefore, there has been less pictures the last days, and will probably not be any before I come home.
Instead, I downloaded 12 hours of radio program through the Swedish Radio app, mostly from SR P3, so now I have a book and some radio!
Soon, I am flying home!

Preparations for flying with bike

I made some prints of some of my photos, and then started to search for what I needed to prepare my bike for flight. I bought a big pack of plastic bags, some tape and a 15 spanner so that I can take off my pedals.
I also learnt about precession as I made my left pedal just get more stuck by trying to get it off the wrong way. Right then, I couldn’t get it off the other way, as there were nothing holding against the pedals (the chain stops the pedals from spinning in the other direction).

Another Souk!

Feeling a bit better, but still sick. It was good weather outside though, so I took a taxi to the souk (market).
I walked around, looked at things and bought some. At least I have learnt some about haggling, for example I don’t care about their starting price anymore. When they ask, I also tell them I have been here for half a year, working a little bit here and there, and I try to use as much Arabic as I know. That really helps, as being white, from a Nordic country, first time in Morocco usually makes the prices sky rocket!
I bought two small pieces of jewellery, and he asked 270 for them, a price I wouldn’t pay even if they were worth it, as it is not in my budget. They contain some silver (probably true) but also a mix of other materials. They are said to be handmade, but I don’t know how to see that.
I walked away with them for a total of 30 dirhams. I tried to get them down to 25, and in the end he went away to talk to another guy (he called him his boss) and said that 30 were the lowest he could go. Pretty good to get it down to 11% of the “price”, though!
I went back to the hotel, continued watching series and reading theory about camera use. I also learnt that the included photo app in iOS actually has a pretty good editor built-in, you may see some difference in some pictures! I really look forward to evolve when I come home!



Changing room

In the morning, I went out to check other hotels. After checking five of them, the cheapest one was actually just twenty metres away, same price as the one I was staying it. The room was almost three times as big, smelled better, and had one big and one small bed (the one I was staying at had one big bed). Also, there were more light coming into the room, and a door to a small balcony, so I could ventilate really well. And something I had not seem so far during my trip: Two(!) electrical outlets! It really was an upgrade.
After moving my stuff, I first ordered a plane ticket home, including bike. On Saturday I am leaving this country!
Then, I went to a placed called Fine Burger, where I had eaten some meals (pretty cheap, hamburger/pizza/kebab place with wifi as good as Swedish ADSL, 8/1 theoretical). Finally, I ordered a camera, moving up to an ASP-C DSLR instead of the small sensor Powershot G10 has. Nothing bad about the G10 – it is really good for its purpose, but it is not what I need anymore.
I was still feeling sick, and bought a five litre water bottle, so that I wouldn’t have to filter right now, and hopefully drink more water.

The room sucks

I had moved away all my stuff, inclusive bed, from the left walls as it was slowly dripping. Also, the smell may have gotten more intense, but I don’t think it is a good idea to stay in this room. I spent the day watching series and researching more about cameras, and also sleeping every now and then, with the plan to change hotel tomorrow.

Resting days ahead

I don’t know how interesting it will be to read those, but at least they are short!

Still feeling sick and tired, spending most of the time in bed. It’s raining outside, and the roof lets water through. Not the best room so far!
As my G10 is falling apart (six years old, 4 screws missing (I replaced three in Barcelona), cracked screen with dust in the inside) I am setting for a new camera with bigger sensor and changeable lens, so I can deliver even better pictures in the next trips! Therefore, when not getting out to buy food, I spent the days in bed, sleeping, resting, trying to get healthy and researching.
In the evening Veigar and his friend (Usam?) came by Agadir as they were going to take the bus to Casablanca. It was pouring down outside, but my rain gear worked well during my three kilometres biking to them. I sat with them at a cafè for a couple of hours before they left for their bus, and I went back to my research!


I arrived a little late to the bus, but luckily the bus was delayed half an hour.
I researched cheap hotel areas during the ride, and when I arrived, I biked to “Taborjt”. I asked some tourists for a tips, and the first hotel I came to offered a room for 60, which was cheaper than I expected. I was pretty tired, so I took it. After going out to eat, I went to sleep in the afternoon, feeling a bit sick.
I googled to see what food choices I had nearby, and found a place – Une Crepe – which seemed nice. I went their and ate one galette and one crepe – they were pretty huge, and delicious!
Now, my “vacation week” had started, with mostly sleeping in mind.

12 hour bus ride

We got woken up at 0430 to be back in Merzouga in time for the bus. After a scumpy way back, we got to admire a nice sunrise with some distant rainclouds!

After a breakfast at the hotel, we set off for the bus. The ride was pretty boring. I looped it by watching some series until I felt too sick, going to sleep, waking up and repeat. No toilet on the bus, so I didn’t want to eat/drink too much. Also, the bus ride went by really curved roads in the mountains, but at least I wasn’t one of those throwing up!
Andrew and Jake were going to Ouazazate, and my aim was Agadir, with a stop for the night in Marrakech. Soon, it is time for me to fly home!
I said good bye to Andrew and Jake in Ouazazate (where Jake lives), and continued to Marrakech.
Finally there, I met two Austrian backpackers/climbers, and followed them to the cheap part of town. At the second place I asked (as I need a single room) I could sleep on the terrace. Apparently, they had no roof, and as it was going to rain, I could sleep in a sofa in the corridor.
I went out to eat, and started with an ice cream, followed by a pizza. Walking among the streets, I met the Austrian guys again, and followed them to eat some french fries and meat. As their flight would leave at five in the morning they went back to their hotel, and I went back to mine, as my bus to Agadir would leave at eight!

Into the desert

After breakfast we said goodbye to Alicia and Sam. We also met them 20 minutes later when we went to buy something to drink and they had to use a computer at the computer cafè. Last french people!
At four o’clock, we left the hotel on the back of a couple of camels. The ride was not pleasant, so I will probably not do it again. My rear really hurt more than after 100 kilometres in the saddle!





I can ride backwards!

After one stop to see the sunset, we arrived in a small village. We got served tea in one of the Berber tents, and also dinner, with some fruits as dessert!

Then, he taught us to play on some sort of drums, which was really hard, but we got some sounds of it at least!
Finally, we also were far away from the city lights. My camera couldn’t capture the beauty, but beautiful it was!