Maranga Surfhouse Taghazout – a travel report (Part 2)

Last time we left off with our arrival in Marrakesh:

After landing I first had to get used to the sun that was shining on my face. It was nice and warm and high time to ditch the winter jacket, which I packed away, hoping to not have to see it again until I was on my flight back. At the airport, we immediately had the opportunity to exchange some money. For 1 euro, you get about 10,9 Moroccan dirham (DH). Next, we had to go about finding a taxi, which it turned out, was really more than easy, since as soon as we left the airport building there were cabbies looking for tourists like us, rather than the other way around. We found a cab and took it to the Supratours central bus station. From there, a bus left for Agadir every two hours. The fare was about 110 dirhams, so around 10 euros, which, by European standards, wasn’t a lot for a three-hours bus ride. At this point it was about 1 o’clock in the afternoon and there was still some time to explore the surroundings before the bus left. We were really impressed by the ornate building of the central train station and, of course, by all the palm trees that were just standing about everywhere. During the bus ride, we got to see a lot of the beautiful landscape and the Atlas Mountains, plus I used the time to peruse my Moroccan travel guide. I can only recommend to everyone to read up on the country you’re traveling to beforehand – it really changes the way you perceive what you’re seeing!

Once in Agadir, we took another cab straight to the Surfhouse Taghazout. As soon as we arrived, Lando showed us the house and our room. Then he led us to the Chill-Out lounge on the rooftop terrace. This is the most important place in the house because everyone comes and sits together here. We immediately got to know the other guests. The Finnish singer Helli sang some beautiful songs, but despite the fun and inviting atmosphere, we were so tired that we headed to bed early.

The next morning at 9 o’clock we had breakfast on the rooftop with everyone. The meal was prepared by Artti who is cook, entertainer, and Lando’s right-hand man all in one person. With his ultimate breakfast specials, he manages to create a new culinary highlight every day.

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From the terrace, you have a fantastic view of the ocean. The waves were looking small on the home-beach so, using the local bus, we relocated to the village Tamri, half an hour North of Taghazout, where there is good surf, even with small swells.

We stopped at Achmet’s grocery store just outside our house to buy some food for the road. Two bananas, four mandarins, and two freshly baked loaves of flatbread only cost 80 cents! Then we went straight to surfing. It is an incredible feeling to get really warm while paddling out in the middle of winter. It was a really good day to get reacquainted with the waves and to simply surf. That evening, we had the opportunity to eat with a traditional Berber family. The Berbers can be said to be the indigenous people of Morocco. We were very warmly welcomed with a kind of hospitality you rarely experience in Europe. Traditionally everyone here eats sitting on the floor, gathered around a round table. You only eat with your right hand and little pieces of flatbread become the cutlery. We had Tagine, vegetables, meat, and couscous served in a large earthen bowl from which everyone ate. Additionally, we had some of Morocco’s national beverage: a mixture of green and mint tea with a lot of sugar, a delicacy which you cannot get enough of. Despite the language barrier – everyone spoke Berber – we communicated well and had lots of fun. It was probably the most exciting meal I have ever been a part of.

Tomorrow the surfing continues!
Your, Philipp