We cut cross country to Chefchaouen through rural communities along one seemingly continuous winding section of bends. 4 hours of bends & a disorientated feeling of direction later we arrived in the pretty hillside town painted in indigo & pastel blue.
The weather has turned for the first time since we left but looking at the UK forecast we can hardly complain of poor conditions!! Ems hasn't felt too good so decided to stay put in town & recover some strength whilst I went hiking in the mountains with a guide & a travelling acquaintance, Rob who we quite randomly bumped into the day before in Fes & again here in the hills.
The attached pictures show just how rural life is here. Life is very close to subsistance & whilst the Kefa plant only grows between march & august there's precious little work here outside the season.
At times I was uneasy as to how welcome tourists were. It could well have been my own zenophobic fears being fightened by the shear iolation
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