So we decide it would be much more fun to take a road trip than to fly to Ouarzazate.
It’s just over the snowcapped High Atlas mountain range you see in the distance.
The journey takes the better part of 5 1/2 hours and turns out to be one of the highlights of our trip to Morocco.
We pass through the most amazingly diverse terrain
Traffic is wild
With nary a dull moment
While much of the drive is immersed in a patchwork of deep green grass and red earth, towards the mountain top things get positively lunar.
And wait…what’s this I see?
Yes. We found a store.
Rock Shopping. Dig it.
The salesperson’s hands
Just in case you were wondering.
Coming down the other side of the mountains we detour to Telouet to stop for a delicious lunch
and to tour the incredible ruins of Telouet Kasbah, where the likes of General Patton and Churchill were received back in the day.
Only the storks call it home now but restoration is slowly underway.
Our extremely knowledgable guide.
If you can believe it, this is how some of the rooms within the ruins are still appointed, despite the dilapidation inside and out.
Examples of two astonishing archways
and a ceiling in one of the grand salons
Up on the roof, storm clouds roll in upon lusty winds
and our “Talitha Getty” photo shoot is foiled (for now )
It was so cold-don’t look at my Uggs.
Getting closer to our destination, the villages hugging the water’s edge become chameleons against the rocks.
Only the satellite dishes give them away
(or their ‘white flowers’ as our driver called them )
One last ruined kasbah glows in the gorgeous setting sun
and it’s cocktail time for a couple of very dusty ladies.