We finally made it to Taghazout today! The surfing segment of our program shall begin tomorrow and I'm pretty stoked. Raxx and I scored a pretty sweet apartment on the beach. After securing our awesome pad, we made the trip back to Agadir to stock up on booze and food to last us for the entire eight or nine days that we'll be here (Taghazout is a dry town, no booze kiddos). This involved a grand taxi ride, two petit taxi rides and a local bus ride. The grocery store was gigantic (kind of like a Moroccan Wal-Mart) and the competition for aisle space was intense, but we triumphed in the end. We've developed a theory on whether or not to trust Moroccans based on the number of teeth they still have. The fewer teeth they have, the more wary of them you should be. It seems to be relatively accurate so far.
After some smoked salmon with tomatoes and cheese on wheat crackers, chased down by a couple of Casablanca beers, I'm ready for bed. Tomorrow, waves! We've heard tell that the waves will be 10-12 feet high by Wednesday morning, which means I better get some surfing done while the swell is still small. Ha. A demain!
Holler (le pimp)
After some smoked salmon with tomatoes and cheese on wheat crackers, chased down by a couple of Casablanca beers, I'm ready for bed. Tomorrow, waves! We've heard tell that the waves will be 10-12 feet high by Wednesday morning, which means I better get some surfing done while the swell is still small. Ha. A demain!
Holler (le pimp)
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