My friend Nancy came to see us for the midwinter holiday, and after learning to make a traditional Moroccan bean soup (secrets: buckets of garlic plus paprika to keep the beans from clogging the pressure cooker),
We were weary by the time we got to the Cascades d’Ouzoud. It was cold and the insistence of the guides wanting to give us a tour made us a little cranky. But the falls were beautiful. We thought the rainbow appeared specially for us, but it’s actually a reliable feature of the cascade.
The intrepid father-son team went all the way to the bottom of the falls and we met them coming up on the other, calmer, less touristy side.
Then James climbed out into the middle of the falls to take this kind of photo from “a perfectly safe place.” All I can say is, it didn’t look that safe from where we were standing.