When you joke that after a trip like India you need a holiday to get over it, you don’t really mean it. But only 3 weeks after landing in Heathrow we’re off again – but this time more for R&R.
So where is Essaouira (pronounced Essa-Wirra)?
I’d never heard of it, but not a million miles away from the Canaries on the Moroccan coast.
Not a bad welcoming view from the room. And then as we walked to the Medina for dinner.
And even Ryanair behaved. Allocated middle seats in different rows, as they do, we managed to swap and ended with a row of 3 to ourselves. Felt like a victory!