We both slept well, in fact Harrison was out like a light. We woke to the traditional Moroccan sound of seagulls, you just can’t get away from them can you.
We sampled the buffet breakfast and Harrison ate his own body weight of scrambled egg before moving on to bread then fruit, good lad! These buffets always confuse me, imagine if you were to do this at home, you just get all your random stuff out of your cupboard and fridge and call it breakfast. “Yea I think I’ll have some pink yogurt with dry bread followed by a slice of melon on pancakes with some tinned peach juice.”
With that out of the way it was time to explore so we walked the hotel grounds and I introduced Harrison to Boules as I figured he likes throwing stuff and then as it was overcast decided we’d take a trip to Crocoparc. Before this though, I needed some currency, so I went to reception which the bloke told me about when I checked in only to be told that it’s closed today. There are 3 receptionists all doing nothing and the money exchange counter was exactly one meter to their right, but no, closed today. So we went for a wander and used a random ATM which looked like it was a guy sat in a booth who put money through a slot, I may need to keep an eye on my bank balance!
We grabbed a taxi, negotiated a price which included the driver sitting around for 2 hours whilst we went around the park.
The Crocoparc was ace, it cost under £15 for us both and there were hundreds of crocs inside plus loads of climbing frames, archeology digs and all sorts of stuff. The drinks are a bit pricey but that’s fine. After 2 hours we left and our taxi man was waiting for us, I was genuinely surprised he’d waited for us. A week ago back home I had to get a taxi to Halfords to get a part for my car and the driver wouldn’t even wait 2 mins whilst I paid for it! So he had a nice tip and back we went to the hotel for lunch. It was Harrison’s happy day, chicken nugget buffet. Imagine Harrison was PAC Man and those little dots were chicken nuggets and that’s pretty much how it was.
After lunch we chilled in the room for a bit as the temperatures soared and then went to the pool. There are four water slides from fast to slow, Harrison was tentative at first and stuck to the slow slide but within a few minutes he was diving down them with less care than a kamikaze pilot.
We spent a good amount of time in the pool and on the slides and then went back to get changed. We nipped to the local supermarket for some basic supplies and got harassed by every shop owner in Agadir. Apparently every shop has a special on today and only for English and only because I’m their friend and yadda yadda. One restaurant owner showed Harrison some magic tricks which literally blew his mind so we must pay them a visit at some point.
Dinner doesn’t start until 7:30 so we’re both trying to avoid eating the duvet after the swimming has made us hungry so at 7:31 we were in the restaurant.
Afterwards Harrison wanted to ‘relax’ which mostly meant jumping on the beds like they were trampolines, we did try to watch TV but it was all in French, so we settled for YouTube instead and then had an early night.
I’ve been trying to figure out how to get to the new water park tomorrow but it mostly seems impossible as poorly written web pages and slow adoption of tour companies mean it would be easier to plan a trip to the moon and one of Saturns at that. I’ll try again in the morning.
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