I really like Taroudant. It’s a bit scruffy and apparently is described as a mini Marrakech although that’s pushing it a bit but it does have a souk. But the atmosphere felt really gentle. Everyone seemed to be busy, especially first thing in the morning, but there was no hassle either to me or indeed to each other. The children looked really cheerful on their way to school (a lot of dads taking them) and all the food outlets doing good business. I did get lost, though – it is a bit confusing.
Pictures are all of the less scruffy end of town!
And then Zahia suggested a mountain drive with picnic. Reckon we got to between 4 and 5000 feet, so high for us but not for the High Atlas.
Bit of a (very) slow descent trying to pass at least 10 of these …
And a lovely little interjection from our correspondent in Denmark
