Going back a couple of days, these were our companions in Assilah, where we spent most of the time trying to access the Internet. Moving on to the here and now, and you may remember how much we enjoyed Moulay Bousselem on our previous visit. Well a funny thing happened on the way to the showers yesterday. What you have to remember is that there is a degree of simplicity in all that is constructed, so to keep rooms shady, there are few windows. As we entered the showers ,under cover of extreme gloom, neither of us could locate the taps. After suggestions had been tossed around, a French lady came to our rescue, and with much laughter, told us we were in the squatting toilets!! Hence the picture below. But when it comes to our language skills, then our schoolgirl French and Sue's bit of German, get us by, so as far as fresh water is concerned, ours comes from a bottle.
The state of the hook up electrics hasn't improved greatly but at least we got a point with a newly wired plug socket, even though it hangs precariously from the, I find it difficult to refer to it, as a junction box!!
Today, we are spending time in the shade of the tree to which our washing line is fastened, having discovered, albeit too late, that we had turned a very bright lobster pink overnight.
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