With just a few exceptions, these photos tell their own story. I'll supplement just a little--don't want to distract.
This is the hostel where we have stayed several times in Tizi N'ouzeg. Good Moroccan meals and a comfy room!
As soon as we got cleared out of our vehicle, the school kids clamored aboard to ride up the little hill to their homes.
Meghan and I gravitated towards the school directly across from the hostel.
Patrick jawed with the teachers.
These women were stoking up the fire for their hammam (bath).
The natural barbed-wire fence
Looking back towards Marrakech
Jerry and Patrick--mixing business with pleasure
We saw the men making this on a previous trip.
A cool little girl playing a form of hopscotch. In this version you actually push the stone or hoppy taw around with your toe.
I couldn't get a good shot of the boys pushing this wheel on a stick around.
Need I even suggest that this place IS Shangri-La?