We stopped for a couple of days at a town called Tiznit, north east of Sidi Ifni. Our camp site was just outside the old city walls encircling the souk. It was evening and the streets, bustling with shoppers, were lined with every type of small business – craftsmen and artisans as well as sellers. Tailors sat in their little booths each with a sewing machine and surrounded with bolts of cloth; shoe makers with just basic tools had pairs of dusty leather sandals displayed for sale on the shelves behind. We visited one of the many silver jewellers who created the most intricate of pieces, some costing £100s.
We walked past a pâtisserie and were “sucked in” by the smell of vanilla; we came out with a vanilla slice, a macaroon and small filled pancake all for 70p. We ate them after our supper and they were quite delicious! We just needed to retrace our steps and hope we could find the same shop again the following day.
Our camp site was huge and full to bursting with European camper vans, mostly French and a few Germans. The majority didn’t appear to be actively travelling, they were settled into their pitches, many with fairy lights adorning their vehicles and snowmen and Santas propped up inside their windscreens. Hear the sneer!
We were planning to travel slowly up the Atlantic Coast, but Tony discovered that the truck’s habitation box had shifted further than should have been possible. He contacted Graham Neale of Gekkotrucks, who had been in charge of the truck conversion in Poland and it was decided that the rear fixing, that held the living box to the chassis, had either not been fitted or, more likely, had been removed to fit the rear tail lift and had not been replaced. This was a serious issue and it was decided that we should return to Ali Nassir in Zagora to get the problem fixed.
