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2015 Morocco – Day 12 – Merzouga / Ait Ibriren (Dades Gorge)

After breakfast we paid our bill and set off towards Dades Gorge. After careful consideration from the evening before, this was the only remaining option. To drive back on the same route would be the last option. After Fes and then further along the Atlantic back to Marrakech it didn’t promise to be very great, because Fes is possibly worse than ales Marrakech as far as the annoying people are concerned and we were of the opinion that we didn’t want to see a city that would also be similar to Marrakech. Between Fez and Marrakech there would have been nothing to see according to our information. Sure there would have been a lot to see on the route, but we had no information.

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2015 Morocco – Day 13 – Ait Ibriren (Dades Gorge)

The night at the hotel had been quite comfortable. Not too cold and not too warm. We had to turn on the heating in the evening but in the night the temperatures were just right. In the hotel we had not booked breakfast and therefore we drove with the car further in the direction of the gorge. Before we had already decided to stay another day here. After some time driving with attractive serpentines in the valley we reached a somewhat larger city. We just wanted to have breakfast and chose a quite frequented coffee. Everything was full with locals, because somehow it was also market day. We ordered the usual and the waiter made arrangements to set a table for us. So really with tablecloth and cutlery.

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2015 Morocco – Day 14 – Ait Ibriren (Dades Gorge)

Dades Gorge, also known as the “Valley of a Thousand Kasbahs,” is a spectacular natural wonder located in the Atlas Mountains of Morocco. The gorge is a narrow valley that has been carved out by the Dades River, and it is known for its stunning scenery and unique rock formations.

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2015 Morocco – Day 15 – Ait Ibriren (Dades Gorge) / Marrakech

Ait Ibriren is a small town located in the Atlas Mountains of Morocco. It is situated in the province of Tinghir and is known for its traditional way of life and unique cultural practices. The town is named after the Ait Ibriren tribe, which is one of the largest Berber tribes in the region.

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2010 Barcelona – Day 1

I woke up around 0300. Actually I first had to get up around 0500, the worse were the following two hours, which I had spent on one side, then throwing on the other side in bed to wake up sometime and look at the clock. 0456 that’s the way it always comes, it was clear. Coffee made and terribly trembled, because the heating only starts automatically around 0600. A short look in front of the door brought the result that it was not white outside as expected. On the evening before it had started to snow, which luckily did not remain, because the temperature was about 0°. Something in the net surfed and on Telepolis the newest messages read. With DE it goes further and further downhill. Then the morning toilet finished, read on and packed my stuff into the bigger AMI backpack. Heaters set to 10°C again, time to get off to the train. Two stations from Söllingen station to Berghausen Stadium, where Peter my nice wise driver was already waiting for me.

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2010 Barcelona – Day 2

Around 0600 I was woken up with the remark that my alarm clock had been ringing for an hour. I talked something about the phone in my pocket and turned off the alarm clock. At least I thought so, because it started again after 5 minutes and I had to be woken up again. Around 0930 I woke up from the loud snoring in the room. Meanwhile the others were there and made a lot of sleeping noise. I went briefly to the bathroom to the morning toilet and then went to not waste time unnecessarily by sleeping. So I went out onto the road and turned right in the direction of Gracia. Simply on foot the streets halfway straight ahead direction Park Güell. What I hadn’t expected was that it went steeper and steeper uphill. Shortly in a supermarket to get juice. Sometime shortly before Park Güell it went really steep, but this was practically supported by escalators. I’ve probably never seen escalators in the middle of town to climb a slope. Very practical. A lot of people moved in the park. Right at the beginning there was also a good overview of the city up to the horizon, where there was only sea. In the park there were the usual Tandler with jewellery and stuff spread out on blankets. Without noticing them I went uphill to some brick thing.