February 10, 2018
Our guest house was on the top of the hill in Imlil, which meant we’d had to climb up a slippery, muddy, donkey poo-covered trail at 1am the previous night with our big bags. The guest house was kind enough to send someone to help us, even at that time of the night.
Evelin was recovering slowly. I hiked down to the village to look around and later we both went down for dinner together. Except for the hikes back up to the guest house, it was a relaxing day for a change..