Drove south from Essaouira to Agadir, about 3 hours. Pretty uninspiring, passing through dusty villages whose entrances are foreshadowed by scrub trees bearing plastic bags delivered by the wind. I'm not sure what the asthetic is but nobody bothers to prevent it or clean it up.
Approaching Agadir, the road joins the coast again. Awesome surf breaks have made this area a destination for surfers and beachgoers. Agadir itself is high rise buildings in the centre ville and no medina that I've noticed. That might be due to the catastrophic earthquake in 1960. Plus, a Club Med and a huge Sofitel complex. I'm staying at a cheap hotel downtown far from the resorts. A refreshing respite after a long, arid drive.
Think I'll seek out the "Irish" pub for a beer before dinner!
"Irish Bar", ha! This is an empty dance hall during the day, night club after hours, serving Heinekin, Bud, and the national beer Flag, which is as good as you'd expect a nation of mostly non-drinkers to produce. Refreshing, nonetheless.
I did *not* go to Pizza Hut or "GFC" (Golden Fried Chicken) but had to take the photo.
Went to a restaurant called Mezzo Mezzo for dinner. Felt like I could be anywhere in France.
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