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One final morning of sightseeing, to see what I'd missed. There wasn't that much left, and I'd got enough time to check-out other sites I'd not planned on seeing before a long walk back to the hotel to collect my bags for the flight home from this Moroccan adventure.
My time in the mountains was over, and now was the time for exploring the history of Marrakesh.
The entire day was spent in the Kasbah, I felt I could have used the day better elsewhere - but it was nice to relax a little too.
Today was the last day of hiking, to get from Imska to the Kasbah du Toubkal where we'd rest for a day.
I was burning in the sun now, but had miles to hike before there'd be any break from the sun.
The hike from Tizgui to Tiziane was one of the warmest yet, and this combined with the shifting ground underneath, green even though it wasn't grass, made it hard.
Our journey across the Atlas Mountains had begun at last, starting in Imlil we'd be spending the night in Tizi Oussem.
A comfortable journey to Morocco, before a week of being on my feet.
Ten years since my trip to Egypt, I'd be returning to the northern part of Africa to visit Maroc.
