Agadir

We decided that we were ready to tackle Agadir after our stay at the Casbah, and so we consulted the map to see if we should visit anywhere along the way.

We had been told that Ouarzazate, was a 'must see' destination, along with a few colourful adjectives thrown in for good measure. We had long since learned that, beauty, is very much in the eye of the beholder and, subjective to say the least.

After consulting Google we decided that we didn't need to visit, and that we had seen many beautiful places along the way that, at the very least, compared favourably. Rightly or wrongly, we chose to head West, towards Agadir.

Again, we had been informed by others that, Agadir was a very modern place and very much a seaside resort. A little break by the sea sounded just fine to me and so I had high hopes.

When we got to Agadir, it was bedlam and, to be honest, I was by now getting a bit fed up of the chaotic traffic in the bigger towns and cities. We snailed our way along the N10 before Madame Sat' Nav' turned us right with a promise of, 'You have reached your destination on your right after 100 yards'

And indeed we had. Camping d'Agadir, straight off the busy, noisy, main road. The place was packed. It looked like a Motorhome car park, there were that many vans in there. 

Most of them were clearly going to be there for some time by the looks of things, the kitchen tents were out, safari rooms were filled with tables and chairs, and the 'don't walk near our pitch' windbreakers created the ubiquitous, passive aggressive, garden fence of the motorhoming world, every where you looked.

We were told to park at the bottom end of the site by the boundary wall, which was all that separated us from the busy, noisy, road and, oddly enough, I thought, a couple of nightclubs.

What a horrible place that site is. It cost us 100 dirhams (about 10 euros) for the night, showers were extra and, one sleepless, traffic filled night later, I'd had enough, and so had Sue. We paid up and left, declaring, to ourselves at least,  that we didn't need to see Agadir that badly.

We consulted our Morocco Camping book and headed North, along the West coast.