My day in Essaouira

I LOVE ESSAOUIRA! ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€

oh, by the way! My name is Alana ,I’ve been traveling with the Jones family for about…….uhm……5 months I think ๐Ÿ™‚ I’ve known them for about 4/5 years,

I’ve lived most of my life in italy and two years in Portugal, and right when I was sick of school and planning to go off and travel the world…(but having no money or drivers licence or car or anything haha) they came to visit and invited me to come along ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€

Aaaaaaaanyway…..Last night when the rest of the family went walking around in town I was sick (for the 5th time in 5 months….aaaa!) so I decided to stay in the truck and rest for a bit, buuuuuut this morning Abi,Debbie and I went for a walk……and I must say Essaouira is my favourite Moroccan town! it is simply stunning ๐Ÿ˜›

since its a old town there are a lot of old narrow streets! and I LOVE old and narrow streets ๐Ÿ˜€ the only problem was at a certain point we found ourselves in the middle of a tourist group!!!! I have no idea how we got there but it was pretty scary…..and the street kept getting narrower and narrower and a old man turned around and took a picture of Abi and I! (with a really bright FLASH)

AND LOOK! I found a small blue door!!!!!!! it was so cute!!!!! even little me would have to crouch down to get inside it ๐Ÿ˜€ I wish I could live in a house with a small blue door…..

another thing I really like about this little town is the colour and cats everywhere !!!!! and those of you who know me know I am a very colourful person,(and I love cats) the only problem with the people here liking colour so much is that I got a lot of unwanted attention from moroccan men ๐Ÿ˜ every 2 minutes or so some guy would yell after me “Rasta!!!!” or “Wow! colourful!” or “Where are you from?” one man took my hand and started stroking it telling debbie that he would give her his address for me and at some point this one guy who was selling shoes wanted to give me free shoes…..people often want to give me shoes because I tend to walk around barefoot…..anyway, Abi was quite happy with me getting all the attention because the night before she was the one getting all the harassment .

last, but not least, Essaouira is a really artsy town.

There were a lot of places that made animals and people out of scraps of metal, bike chains, teapots,spoons and all kinds of things! places where they sold a lot of fabric, I took a zip-up hoodie with a broken zipper in one place wanting to buy a new zipper and the guy there tried to fix it! wich I found really cool because in Europe they wouldnt think of fixing it they would just hand you a zipper and send you on your way.

So, When we were done being tourists we went back to the truck and Abiย  and I made a smoothie out of all the fruit and veggies we could find, such as strawberries,avocados,beat-root,ginger,lemon juice and zest,orange,carrots,flax seeds,some delicious orange fruit and other things….

ANYWAY

I should go because everyone is waiting for me to go get italian style ice-cream…..IN MOROCCO! isnt that crazy?

abi keeps biting me……she is now telling me not to be rude and say good bye……….

good bye

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