Grey sky frowned on us, morning rain on pool
We waited in the lobby for a man
He found us and we got in his white van
And picked up the rest in the main square who'll
Be on the Atlas trip. Some lads, German
An American friend of theirs, family
Of Japanese, some based Chicago, and
Off we drove. Sunny now, and luckily
For first stop was the camel ride, with me
In the lead on a white one. Then an oil
Place, argan oil made here, then a walk in
The Imlil Valley, got wet and cold. She
(Helen) was in a bad state, much too cool
Chattering teeth. Played uke in room. Night then!
30 March
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