Taliouine - Taroudant - Essaouira
428 km (approx.)
Approximate 5 hours without counting the stops
See previous day: First day (Marrakech - Ait Ben Hadu)
The Draa Valley and the Desert Gate
The dunes of Erg Chegaga
From the desert to Taliouine
Little is a euphemism to define what can be done in Taliouine when one travels by car in Morocco. We had breakfast in the first bar that we entered the town after getting up and we restart the route in direction in Taroudant where a beautiful city was waiting for us.
The 120 kilometers that separate both cities cover them in about an hour and a half. We barely found a dozen cars along the way.
Taroudant is called the little Marrakech given its beautiful and authentic souk and the walls of the Kasbah that enclose the old town.
Taroudant was the former capital of Souss and means a good alternative to buy gifts in its bustling souk. Although some are hard to haggle, you will find much less tourists than in Marrakech and the quality seems better than the nth repetition of items that exist in the big city with a good repertoire of decorative items, carpets, jewelry and other souvenirs to take your family back from the trip.
Taroudant is protected by imposing adobe walls. Through them there is a pleasant but long walk where we can discover the five great access doors to the city. Behind the walls are gardens that offer a beautiful color.
After the visit, we continue on the road towards Essaouira. Along the way and as we approach the Atlantic and leave the Sahara, the green gradually grows on the arid terrain. The caress of the ocean is noticeable in a land that does not mourn the absence of water because it seems to have dry tear.
Halfway we were surprised by an unusual scene. I had previously seen a postcard with eight goats hanging from a tree looking for the last green leaf of a dry and dying tree. The quality of the postcard was bad and I thought it was a bad reproduction in photoshop that, like layers, was hooking goats in each of the branches of the tree. Before arriving in Agadir, however, we find the same scene before our eyes. The goats were jumping down the tree trunk and, agile, they managed to reach the highest branches looking for green leaves that were still capable of producing oxygen. It was an unusual scene that was repeated on the road that led us to Essaouira.
Moroccan goats jump surprisingly to the trees in search of their food. Image, Oliver Laumann