I woke up this morning to a view of snow-covered mountains from my rooftop tower. You can tell the Kasbah was owned by a Brit as it was the first time we had proper breakfast tea. So I settled in by the fire with my tea and they brought out these wonderful pancake type of thing with a spread of almond butter, honey and argon oil. It was a wonderful way to start the day.
Next we headed off on a walk up the mountain and through the villages stopping for some tea and biscuits along the way at a private home. We made our way back to Kasbah in time for a late lunch on the roof with the sounds of the stream the only thing you heard.
After lunch a nap was in order as I was not feeling well. We had a cooking lesson in the kitchen, which was the simplest kitchen I have ever seen, but produced the most amazing food.
The Johnsons 