11 September 2014
I loved Asilah! (There weren't many places I didn't love, to be honest!) It was an early afternoon arrival in
Asilah. The faithful chariot was parked outside the walls while Hami
carried my bags and I followed to the riad I was staying in that
night, Dar Manara. Smaller than other riads I’d stayed in but absolutely
delightful, as was the hostess.
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| It's covered a few miles! |
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Entrance to the riad
and the window to my room |
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| Quirky shower wall |
After settling in I wandered
freely about the town. First within the walls, simply enjoying the
art work and relaxed beauty. No need to worry about cars.
But no, this is one photo I
did not take!
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| No selfies for me ;-) |
Outside the walls of the old town there was a real mixed bag, including more murals, another church and, believe it or not, thoughts of my ex who used to run a timber yard and building supplies business. Fancy that! Plus a different view of the walls. And wider streets, of course.
The walls were put to
another use – young bucks jumped off the ramparts into the sea. It
was both thrilling and scary to watch them in action.
Or you could be like me: sit
under an umbrella, sipping a coke, surveying the scene and
contemplating the purchase of an ‘off the plan’ seaside
apartment.
I won’t say I could have
stayed at Asilah forever … but I could have stayed there for quite
a long time!
