We meandered through the souk and bought a few gifts, then found a nice local restaurant called Chez Abdelhay Frère Rachid and had lunch. A couple from France sat down beside us and confirmed that this was a great restaurant and that we’re lucky to have found it. Luck? Who needs luck?
Nezha picked up her name plates, we had two more glasses of orange juice each, and then we hit the road. Unfortunately, the Bastille Day party hosted by the French consulate wasn’t starting until 7:30 pm and we had to get back to Casa :-(
Next stop: back to Casablanca!