We spent our last few days in Morrocco in the lovely coastal town Essaioura (that's essa-weera to you and me) . Not alot to do in this little town, but's its great place for a relaxing wander - alot more chilled than Marrakech. We visted the spice markets, got a henna tattoo and ate local fish. We also figured we couldn't leave Morocco without experiencing a traditional hammam. A little man turned up at our hostel and weaved us through the back passages of Essaioura until he pointed at one door for Greg and another door for me (aka ladies and gents). I wondered into a small dark room full of local women. A semi-naked women looked at me and indicated for me to take my clothes off (i'd already received strict instructions to keep my knickers on!) and then she escorted me into another room full of mostly naked women scrubbing each other down and dousing each other with hot water - welcome to a hamman! While the experience is slighlty different for men and women, the semi-naked and scrubbing bit is there (you should see the dead skin come off YUK). All in all a great experience, we came out clean and relaxed. 
Now we head to our truck trip from Accra, Ghana. Where a very different Africa awaits us.
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