Italy Morocco Pyrenees
Part 10: Moulay Boosselham
Seems like the more North we head as we finish our days in Morocco the less exotic it looks. Kenitra has absolutely nothing to offer as a place except a decent sleep at a decent yet tasteless hotel. The route is also indifferent and next day we split with half of the guys as some would make it straight back home while the rest of us continue to Moulay Boosselham, a scenic fish village and bird watchers nest.
I arrive first there and start looking for a place to stay for me and the rest of the group. Feels like home at this sunny seaside location. The places offered to stay don't feel like home at all though. The first one I check out is a total run down without internet where they ask something the same money a medium hotel in Switzerland would. I'm gone in seconds and as I go to reach my bike a guy approaches me "hey boy, looking for a room? I got one for you...hot shower..." The "hot shower" came out of his mouth as if he was talking about a Lamborghini. Since I didn't want to wake up with a kidney less I leave the whole dodginess behind and drive to the other side of the village. There, I rest my eyes at Moulay Boosselham's beach:
I see a good looking BnB with view to this beach so I enter to ask the price. I received a 3 digit euros per person per night so I skip it too but the lady owner proposes me to check out another one 500meters away on the same street. FYI here's the street view:
I find the place and I really get mixed emotions. Why? Imagine a wonderfully located old French cottage with uninterrupted full view to the Atlantic that hasn't been renovated or even repaired since ages. A wonderful decadent grace. In other case I would leave this behind too but since the VFM of the area looked already terrible I decide to ask the owner about the price. It wasn't crazy expensive (not that it should anyway), owner is a sweet guy fluent in English as he spent years in UK but what makes me say yes is his offer about dinner: Not only this was reasonably priced but he says we should warn him hours before if we want one so he would go shopping and then cook. "That sounds promising" I thought...
I unpack and start exploring this weird place:
As I finish with the interior I walk out to enjoy a walk at this long beach. Looks promising from the top:
However, as I take the first steps down I realise that it's not exactly a stairway to heaven: