Setting up camp achieved, we got into the preparing, eating, and cleaning up of our evening meal. Some of the younger ones are getting a bit sick of the camping it seems to us We all walked into town to have a look around and strolled along the seafront.

  Asilah has a Portuguese influence in its architecture and beautiful murals all around the town walls.

Next morning we had quite an adventure, visiting the local Haman. This is a communal segregated bath house,where you have the pleasure of being scrubbed clean with a loofah, massaged, and have your hair washed all for a few dollars. You come out all squeaky clean. The girls were lucky because Corrine came with us to explain the procedure but Avan had to brave it all alone!

After the Haman had beaten us into a state of squeaky clean, we travelled on to our last campsite at Cap Spartel and enjoyed exploring the Hercules caves before having an "all hands on deck" clean up of the truck and preparing our last meal together of a BBQ on the open fire. 

The campsite looked a replica of the Aussie Bush complete with gums and wattle. The camp had an onsite Masseuse who for about $5 gave an excellent massage which meant we had scoured 2 massages in the one day! Can be absolutely justified given we had been sleeping rough for a week. We had a fabulous farewell night and ended up all sleeping under the stars instead of putting up our tents.

We made a plan that night that we wanted to stay longer in Morocco and as Katherine was heading off to Marrakesh, on the next night train, we decided to join her.