This day started very early. We set off to visit the Ouzoud waterfalls, which means Olive trees. The trip was long, about 3 hours to get there with a brief stop at a café/supermarket for those who wanted to eat something.
Along the way there are large olive groves, which contrast sharply with the arid landscape.
There are numerous unfinished houses that are inhabited.
Some of the towns along the way were large, but most were houses scattered on windy days, one here and another quite far away. The landscape is arid with some vegetation, depending on the area.
There are monkeys at the waterfalls! This was new to me, since in Portugal they are not seen roaming freely in nature, but there they were free and allowed us to take pictures with them. This was a good experience!
The descent to the waterfall is pleasant, seeing a monkey here and there. With a brief stop for a freshly squeezed natural juice, very tasty.
Arriving at the waterfalls we took the boat and went right up to the falling water. It's almost a bathing moment. Next, there's time for a swim in those waters, which feel really good in the heat, and where locals and tourists dive, swim, and have fun.
There's a fee for the bathroom.
Then the return journey begins. We went down one side, crossed the river, and went up the other, it's really nice.
Seeing the lady's difficulty, I grabbed her arm and helped her up. Suddenly, there was an explosion of joy, the whole family was laughing and singing. The lady, who previously struggled to climb, was now happily laughing. No one spoke English or French, but with so much laughter, words weren't necessary.
We came together halfway up, then I stopped to have lunch, and the grandfather signaled for photos. It was an honor - me, the elderly lady, and the granddaughter. A moment that cheered up this family and myself. Again, there was no payment for taking photos, but joy and friendliness.
After a short break for photos, there was lunch with good food.
The climb is good, there are several vendors, but the guide didn't let us stop, especially since the prices seemed more expensive than in the Souk.
Up there, the heat was intense, we got into the van and started the trip back to the hotel. Along the way, almost arriving in Marrakech, there were countless families sitting on the roadside grass, laughing, lying down and sharing in the cool air. This seemed to be their habit.
The view from the restaurant, at the top of the building, was really nice.
We started our return to the hotel through the square, having a natural juice, and passing through the souk, which was starting to close.
Tomorrow, it's time to go back home to Portugal!
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