Last weekend, we hiked up the mountain Bounan. Pine and mint, donkeys, goats, cows, and a turtle. We ate sandwiches, olives, and homemade cinnamon buns. Eventually we were high enough to see the Strait of Gibraltar and the landmass of Spain. Oriane taught me a nice song.
Vent frais, vent du matin
Vent qui souffle aux sommets des grands pins
Joie du vent qui souffle
Allons dans le grand
Vent frais, vent du matin...
In Quebec is was plein air...
ReplyDeletein Bounan there is a place I dont if you visited, they say that its the best natural place in tetouan called Zarqa/Zarka
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