21st March
We started the day with brekkies up on the roof top
restaurant of the riad with its fantastic views over to some large rocks where
we’ve enjoyed watching locals collect shellfish accompanied by very nimble and
fearless sea cats. We booked a porter to
wheel our bags through the town to our car, which had only been pushed a little
bit down the road, but was thankfully still there, albeit with an accumulation
of dust and some seagull poo.
We then drove up the main coastal route, which was actually
inland a bit, to Safi, a large industrial port with rather toxic air from the
cement and petrochemical plants which had both Chris and myself coughing. We got a bit lost here too, but eventually found
the correct road out of town that hugged the coast line and was a lot more
interesting. The land was very
intensively farmed here with clearly demarcated fields on the flat land right
by the sea and lots of delicious looking vegetables for sale by the side of the
road.
The beautiful lagoon at Oualidia |
Our next point of reference was a town called Ouladia that
our guidebook suggested was an eyesore but had a superb protected and very
picturesque lagoon – perfect for swimming.
We could see the lagoon well before we reached the town so drove down to
it and parked up and went for a short stroll.
We passed by fisherman selling their fresh catches of various shellfish
such as mussels, oysters and razor clams as well as huge spider crabs. Some of their boats had been pulled up on to
the beach and others were still out fishing.
We walked past them to the edge of the lagoon which really was extraordinarily
lovely and not something any of us had ever seen before. We enjoyed watching some kite surfers getting
their gear ready, but we didn’t hang around long enough to see them go out onto
the lagoon.
Oyster beds at Ouladia |
We then decided to go to Ostrea 2, a restaurant famous in
the area for its oysters as it’s literally located beside oyster farm number 7,
which is in itself famous for its special French oysters and its high quality
produce to rigorous EU standards apparently.
We followed some signs to the restaurant down an unpromising rough road
and eventually arrived at our destination.
What a little gem this place is – a fantastic location overlooking the
lagoon, which was much larger than we had appreciated, plus the oyster
beds. Chris ordered half a dozen of the
oysters, I had the gratinated mixed seafood dish and Hanna the pasta with
smoked salmon as she wasn’t feeling too well and wanted the simplest dish on
the menu. We were not disappointed at
all - it was fabulous.
I then took over the driving and it was fairly uneventful
until we reached El Jedida. Our
instructions for the hotel were rather sparse with directions and the sat nav,
wasn’t as accurate as I would have liked. As a result I ended up on a toll
motorway heading for Casablanca!! We managed
to get off it pretty quickly and annoyed the toll collector at the exit as we
only had a 100 dirham note for a 3 dirham toll.
There was then a lively exchange
between the driver and navigator (where Hanna wisely kept her counsel), but
eventually we got onto a road that took us back in the direction we’d just come
from. There was one heart stopping
moment when I was going round a roundabout and we heard the terrible screeching
of brakes and realised that a car was coming on to the roundabout and heading
towards the side of our car – thankfully, he managed to stop in time and I
merrily continued on with a somewhat accelerated heart beat!! I’m not sure if i should have given way to
him on this particular roundabout or vice versa, but anyway, we got away
unscathed.
We retraced our route back quite a way and eventually got
back onto the road we’d been on about 20 minutes before. This time we spotted a sign close to what our
directions gave us so decided to give it a go.
We went up a very rough track that just didn’t feel right, but eventually
arrived at our hotel. Once we’d arrived,
we were told of another much more straight forward way of getting here, but
hopefully we’ll find that to get out of here tomorrow. This place is delightful – a small boutique
hotel with a very welcoming owner and a large black and white cat with attitude
– he’s only attempted to bite both Chris and myself once each! Hanna was still feeling unwell so retired at
4.30pm. Meanwhile, I caught up on the
computer and Chris relaxed reading his book in the garden. We then met up with
some very well travelled and very nice Americans and spent a pleasant evening
in their company swapping travel experiences as you do.
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