Exploring Midelt today.
As there don’t seem to be any must-sees in town, we decided to just go for a wander. (There are abandoned mines in the area, but expensive to get to)
Midelt is a medium sized town. Most of it looks fairly modern. We see some views in the distance and head that way.
Crossing the river we make a detour and walk along it for a bit. A local boy informs us that two children drowned here a while back when the water was higher. It’s sad, but it is a beautiful spot still.
We go up a little hill next and find out half of it is a graveyard. It is completely unmaintained, but we try to avoid walking near the graves. We are still not sure about the Muslim customs around graveyards, so try to be respectful.
The views are great even though we are not high up.
On one side the new town with red hills in the background, on the other side the snow covered peaks of the high Atlas.
We also see that the mud Kasbah of the old town is much bigger than we thought. Making our way there, we again run into a group of kids. They are really sweet here. “Bonjour, Ca va?” And then they start going in Arabic. No idea what they are saying, but never has one asked us for money or other free handouts.
The Kasbah turned out to be amazing. It is well maintained for the most part and quite a few people are still living in it. It does not seem to have running water, as the nearby fountain is very popular and women walk back and forth carrying water containers.
Again the Kasbah is a maze.
This one has lots of tunnel-like streets that are sometimes lit by holes above, but other times are as dark as night. The locals point us in the right directions though, and we manage a nice walk without getting lost! It has been good to be back in a mud town after our time up north. There is something organic and natural about these places and they have a much better feel than the new concrete monstrosities.
We slowly make our back to the new town. There is not much to discover here, as most looks like any other town. There is a big statue of an apple though and an old church. There are supposed to still be nuns in town, but we don’t see any.
Along the way we go past a alcohol shop and as they can be hard to find, we indulge.
Next door in the supermarket we splurge a bit more on cheese (real cheese from Austria) and bickies. All set for a night in our comfy room!