The quietest day of the trip which involved Tamara and I not shopping and just sitting on the beach. Some chatting but mainly reading and some drawing.
Tide came in a bit further than even the locals expected and ended up retreating to the back of the beach. Given the previous days full moon on springs so no surprise.
Evening in Aftass and all good with some the good conversations with friends of Hajoubs from Casablanca and later on two Polish girls who given up their degree courses to go surfing. A bit strange but you get the drift of Sidi Kaouki.
The Third Policeman continues to have a high ranking place in list of top books and is probably #1.
More on this when I have move time on the journey home.