The Kasbah (walled village) dominates the skyline, then the national flag of Morocco greets arrivals at the port of Agadir.
The walled souk of the city, with every kind of goods available provided an opportunity to practice bartering. Men with wheeled carts ready to carry large purchases out of the internal maze of shops. In the food section storekeepers perched on their stalls which were stacked high with a stunning selection of vegetables and spices.
Some travelled to Taroudant nicknamed “Little Marakkesh, stopping to see the endemic Argan trees along the way. In the past locals used the oil produced from this tree as standard for cooking but now that it its roughly thirty times the price of olive oil this is no longer the case. The medicinal properties of Argan and the threat to its natural forests have made the species a focus for conservation.
No sooner had afternoon lectures finished than gannets joined us swooping over the waves as we continued our journey north along the Maghreb coast...
