:Camping Car In Morocco
To those who come for the first time in Morocco ...
One day we decided to go to Morocco
And as the sailors hoist the jib
Our beautiful campsite we merrily preparing for.
He must be ready the day before the big start.
We consult, of course, still forumistes
That to a beautiful place we will on the track.
We hope the answers to questions that are asked
Eager to know, at least I suppose,
How to live three months on African soil
When frieze and often exceeds sixty.
And then it finally dawn that the big jump;
The map already ready and the water bottle
We are already there, which will here
Tomorrow or in three days, veni, vidi, vinci.
And then you talk to old, I mean the old
Who provide tips, tricks and create links.
Soon it becomes emancipated, seeing they dare,
For the adventure is, we must say hello.
Discover a route, change route
Being very brave, but not foolhardy.
And we then discovered, and it is pure beauty
The scorching heat, and the starry sky,
Camels, Bedouin and Berber tents
Dorcas gazelles and lark so proud
The dunes also changing as the sea can be
Similar with mirages are appearing;
Elsewhere it is a shepherd, further it is a child,
Herds of sheep grazing indolent.
And now they are taking to love this land,
This deep and Maghreb Berber people.
And now we love, we know we will return
