SMELL THE JASMINE ummmm……. keys

Once more my thoughts have returned to Morocco……..keys. You come off the motorway and down into Essouria, over the roundabout and there they are… groups and rows….and sometimes on their own…….Moroccan boys. And they are all waving keys!

Hello, you say to yourself, what’s going on here? What delights or otherwise are on offer? Is it the equivalent of some sort of Turkish Delight (ay up, I am in Istanbul in 10 days!!)?…they are not only just off the roundabout but if you turn right and head along the sea front they are all there as well…laughingly at the edge of the pavement all offering keys to rooms, apartments. They are all so happy and friendly you feel quite disappointed to have prebooked IBIS hotels!