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    • Be sure to have Chicken Tagine with their preserved lemons. Find a little restaurant that serves it up and you will be astounded why we don't eat like that here at home.

      The preserved lemons there are the best I've had anywhere in the world.

      Enjoy!!!

    • We were just in Chile for several weeks...

      Vine ripe, fresh fruit and produce every day. Not the same as Publix, Harris Teeter, Vons, or even Whole Foods.

      Most Americans no longer know or have access to fresh, vine ripe food !

    • The preserved lemons there are the best I've had anywhere in the world.

      Those are actually super easy to do at home, at least the quick salted version, which is exactly as yummy, but doesn't keep as long. I can find you the recipe if you are interested :) UPD: why wait, here's one - https://www.daringgourmet.com/how-to-make-preserved-lemons-moroccan-middle-eastern-cooking/

      and I see @Chris has been to the Djemaa El-Fna :) the square/food market in the center of Marrakech medina. Among those mountains you saw , somewhere is the Jebel Toubkal, the highest peak of Northern Africa ; it's relatively easily climbable on foot, without even any special equipment, but in the summer months, when the snows retreat nearer the summit.

      If you get any extra downtime in Marrakech, do visit Jardin Majorelle, it's quite a visual explosion and a nice tribute to Yves Saint Laurent.

    • Triumph made the first day an acclimation day, I guess for safety? Kevin and I don't do acclimation, so we headed to the snow-covered Atlas Mountains, towering 13,000' above Marrakech.

      Triumph wouldn't let us take a motorcycle, so we rented a car. Kevin's favorite was seeing the shepherds along the way, children, and small villages.

      It got greener the closer we got to the mountains, I guess because snow melt:

      Some flowering trees! Springtime in Morocco:

      When you get up high, it looks like it could be a swiss setting, but with Moroccan villages. Lots of pines covering the mountains, and terraces supporting fruit trees.

      Just like the Sierras, a dry and desert on the East side. Looks like a great place for mountain biking and motorcycling. Note the little village accessible only by dirt road:

      A small city, like the many we stopped by on the way back:

      Never expected to be driving in the snow here:

    • Oh, oh! When you're at the market there, be sure to get some freshly made pomegranate juice! Heavenly!

    • Location in one image looks somewhat familiar; were y'all driving south towards Asni on R203?

      If so, sadly, not far (as the crow flies) from Mount Toubkal where the Scandinavian women/hikers were murdered by extremists in December, 2018.

    • Off road day yesterday. Honestly my HR and adrenaline were way up because my experience off-roading tough terrain on big bikes with great riders is limited.

      First thing in the a.m. was the beach with Dakar-like and rutted soft sand on the way. Yikes. Then a day of rounded pebbles, cobbles, big rocks, slippery climbs and descents. All with 3 other enduro and rally racers.

      Somehow I survived even though a rally winner went down pretty hard. I came so close I dunno how I saved it. Have to look at the film. Got lots of cheers and fist bumps for save of the day.

      Finally my HR has settled now that the riding is done. Amazing motorcycle off road, the Triumph. The pros gave me great tips.

    • I was following Spurgeon from Revzilla on dirt roads in farmlands as as we came across a tree hanging over the road, goats started pouring out of the tree. I guess they climb the trees to eat the greens in the upper limbs? Anyway, Spurge said it was the highlight of the trip.

      Later we came across one that was staged for the tourists on the highway but Spurge was nevertheless all smiles about it:

    • In the night market in Marrakesh there used to be a dentist working, his specialty was pulling teeth. Everybody knew this because as the sun fell he would arrive put up his table, a very big table, put his pliers on the table and then dump out buckets of teeth that would pile about two feet high to let people know what he did...there was always a line for his services

      I was secretly hoping he was still around, and you'd get a photo of him