Taroudant, Le Jardin de la Koudya

We left Marrakech the following morning having said goodbye to our travelling companions.  We were now on our own without our team leaders and were looking forward to a more relaxing schedule.  We drove south towards Agadir, the road was a peage motorway and it was only a few hours later when we arrived at Le Jardin de la Koudya.  The site was a fruit farm which grew produce for British supermarkets, mainly citrus.  The farm was owned by an erudite Frenchman and his quiet and clean campsite gave us a chance to relax and take things easy for a day or two.  The only problem was the flies, they were the sort that didn’t jump away if you swipe at them, only a direct hit moved them on.  They buzzed rudely in your ears and if you tried to ignore them your skin felt it was crawling with the beasts.

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