The boy asked us to take a picture of him with the kitten. Very sweet.
Already in the town, on the market. No wonder the owner of this spices stall is so proud.
A sudden obstacle on the road.
Posing for photos with camels.
We were very sad to say good-bye to the girls and the village as they were very warm-hearted people. We will never forget them. On our way to Tata, by dilapidated car.
A very tasty breakfast next day. We slept with the whole family in one room on the floor.
Again for a walk.
The second step is to learn reading, writing and counting. The class full of women, age from 16 till 65!!! Women illiteracy is a serious problem in Morocco.
At the association building. We were shown beautiful artwork made by local women. This is how they learn to earn their living. First step for independence.
The young generation photo.
Young cousins, very curious of strangers, came immediatelly to spend this day with us.
This girl had something royal in her look. She was left by her husband with two children, one seriously ill and established ... The Assocaition of Women in her village!!!
We went to visit surroundings. The village was the most sleepy place I had ever seen. Surrounded by beautiful oases of course.
The family of one girl treated us as kings. They prepared special food, very tasty.
We dicided to continue our travel till the next town Tata as were said there were better oases there. But travelling means always surprises so we ended up in a village of 600 people, cut off from the world, invited by two very nice girls from the bus. They scarcely spoke French, so we had a real communication challenge.
After the whole night spent in a bus we arrived in the morning to the local town Akka.
Going to the western part of Morocco was quite tough thing, but we were very curious how this place, rarely visited by tourists, looks like.
The boy asked us to take a picture of him with the kitten. Very sweet.
Already in the town, on the market. No wonder the owner of this spices stall is so proud.
A sudden obstacle on the road.
Posing for photos with camels.
We were very sad to say good-bye to the girls and the village as they were very warm-hearted people. We will never forget them. On our way to Tata, by dilapidated car.
A very tasty breakfast next day. We slept with the whole family in one room on the floor.
Again for a walk.
The second step is to learn reading, writing and counting. The class full of women, age from 16 till 65!!! Women illiteracy is a serious problem in Morocco.
At the association building. We were shown beautiful artwork made by local women. This is how they learn to earn their living. First step for independence.
The young generation photo.
Young cousins, very curious of strangers, came immediatelly to spend this day with us.
This girl had something royal in her look. She was left by her husband with two children, one seriously ill and established ... The Assocaition of Women in her village!!!
We went to visit surroundings. The village was the most sleepy place I had ever seen. Surrounded by beautiful oases of course.
The family of one girl treated us as kings. They prepared special food, very tasty.
We dicided to continue our travel till the next town Tata as were said there were better oases there. But travelling means always surprises so we ended up in a village of 600 people, cut off from the world, invited by two very nice girls from the bus. They scarcely spoke French, so we had a real communication challenge.
After the whole night spent in a bus we arrived in the morning to the local town Akka.
Going to the western part of Morocco was quite tough thing, but we were very curious how this place, rarely visited by tourists, looks like.
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