This entry is just a quick overview of the rest of our trip in Morocco. I know it's taken me a while to get round to doing this but I feel like I need to still post and give the whole trip a nice conclusion. Bright and early on the Friday morning we set off south towards the Sahara desert. This day was spent pretty much solely on the bus. We had a great group of people which made the journey so much more enjoyabe. Halfway there, we were joined by a Moroccan moth...

We were up bright and early for our trip to the Ourika Valley- I couldn't risk missing the bus again! We had made our own little group of hitchers with Charlotte and John and all did the trip together. It took just over 2 hours to get there, in a slow, rickety old bus, stopping off at an authentic Berber village. Berber is the name given to indigenous Moroccans and in this village they were all living in mud houses. There were loads of children following us, ask...

We arrived in Marrakech an hour ahead of schedule at 5am. It was still dark and we didn't want to try and navigate our way through the city until the sun had risen. We went and sat in the bus station, analysing the Lonely Planet so that we'd be able to walk to the main square 'Djmaal el Fna'. However, after walking a bit, asking for directions a few times and walking back on ourselves, we decided to get into a taxi. This was the first of many times that we would ...

We made it! We're finally in Marrakech :) Last time, on Tuesday morning, we were confident that we'd get a quick lift and get the afternoon ferry across to Morocco. This didn't really happen; we did get the ferry but the lift was by no means quick. It was a half hour walk until we got to the motorway slip road and based camp by a roundabout. During the three hours that we we're stood there Fran came past and wished us luck (it was fate but Zoe didn't take advan...