After crossing the Dades Gorge we decided to head up into the Atlas Mountains for our first true off-piste experience. For those of you who are not familiar with the term
, it basically means off road. We took a dirt road up into the mountains where it soon became a small rocky track that wound up and down the sides of the mountain. It was so much fun! After a very long day of driving, and as the sun was soon to set, we came upon a "hotel" in the mountains. The name was Hotel Tiza, but it was basically a nomad family who had a house and a room to rent. The family, led by Ahmed, was so welcoming and warm and they refused to let us cook our own dinner (even though we were really looking forward to cooking up some lamb and pasta...). We sat on the floor around a table with the kids and the grandmother and the parents and had some tagine and tea. It was a beautiful night. The next morning it was up at at the crack of dawn to continue our drive down the mountain.
, it basically means off road. We took a dirt road up into the mountains where it soon became a small rocky track that wound up and down the sides of the mountain. It was so much fun! After a very long day of driving, and as the sun was soon to set, we came upon a "hotel" in the mountains. The name was Hotel Tiza, but it was basically a nomad family who had a house and a room to rent. The family, led by Ahmed, was so welcoming and warm and they refused to let us cook our own dinner (even though we were really looking forward to cooking up some lamb and pasta...). We sat on the floor around a table with the kids and the grandmother and the parents and had some tagine and tea. It was a beautiful night. The next morning it was up at at the crack of dawn to continue our drive down the mountain.
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