We all shopped for something either small or large, some letting their art acquisition desires guide the way (beautiful works by local artists abound).
As 1pm approached it was time for us to meet again and hop on our luxury mini-bus for what would be the most windy, bumpy, shakey ride yet - and test our gut stability. No body was immune.
That long near 4-hour drive brought us to Tamri, where we would be staying at Paradis Plage, a yoga and surf retreat. Situated just north of Taghazout - one of the original surfing meccas of Morocco.
This would be our last stop in country, one of stillness and relaxation. Those smart enough (not I) booked massages and body care early - before it was too late.
Photo courtesy of Zach.
After checking into our respective rooms, our WhatsApp group chat lit up - after several minutes, Lindsay summarized it well:
I like that we have all been separated for far too long and can use this app to speak still ;-)