If you like middle of the road, backwater towns, you’d love Er Rachidia. Now I’m not complaining, on the contrary, I did like Er Rachidia. It had all the infrastructure that makes for a decent stopover. It was low key in a rather pleasant and undemanding kind of way, the town was billiard table flat and on a scale small enough to navigate on foot without breaking into the slightest of sweats (all to easy to do in the Moroccan lowlands), there were internet cafes, banks, enough budget guesthouses to engender some healthy competition, eateries and salons de the a plenty, and, best of all, it had a bar. This place really was an oasis in the desert. As I said, I was quite struck on Er Rachidia, and that was even before we met its inhabitants. Read more
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