Yesterday Dave and MaryLou went looking for a bakery. We were out of bread, and we would need some for today’s breakfast and lunch. Today is our last full day here in Agadir. Tomorrow we take the bus to Essaouira, but we need bread for lunch sandwiches today and breakfast tomorrow. There are no bakeries near our place and the big supermarket is a LONG walk from here. But yesterday Dave and MaryLou found a marvellous bakery about 10 minutes from our place and came home with delicious pastries.
This morning Dave and I drank the last of our Nespresso coffees. Then Naomi used the 4 eggs we had left in the fridge to make very nice breakfast sandwiches for the four of us. But we really needed more coffee. It was looking like a nice sunny day out there so we decided to go for a walk to that bakery. And what a find! Too bad we didn’t discover it when we first arrived at the beginning of the week.
We picked out some croissaints and cookies, enough for a ‘snack’ today and breakfast tomorrow. Then we went to the restaurant next to the bakery where we’d spotted people sitting and drinking coffee. The coffee looked good, but the menu had an ‘Express’ feature which included coffee, pastry, and orange juice for nearly the same price as just a coffee! A Mennonite knows a good deal when he sees one 😉  We probably sat at our table for an hour or more, eating our ‘second breakfast’ and enjoying the conversation.
After our walk back to the apartment Naomi decided it was time for another ‘beach walk’ while the rest of us made ourselves busy in the apartment. Here’s a few of her photos:
Dave and I made ourselves busy doing the crossword puzzle, looking up Paul Simon YouTube videos, watching curling on TV, reading the news, and talking about the good old days. I got a very cool video of my grandson Max performing a song and dance number for the ‘musical theatre class’ in the Southeast Manitoba Festival, which made my day, big-time.
At around 4:00pm Naomi got back from her walk just as Dave was making G&Ts from the last of our gin. We drank them down and munched on some of the nice cookies from the bakery. Then we dispersed to the various corners of our apartment for a while to have some ‘quiet time’. A little after 6:30pm the sun set and evening began. Here in Morocco that means that folks will be breaking their fast. Most will do that in their home, but many will be making their way to the restaurants, too.
We are in the latter group. It’s a beautiful evening — maybe the best one yet. We walked back to the area where we had breakfast this morning. Not just to the ‘area’ — we walked back to the SAME restaurant we were at this morning. We got seated inside — nice chairs, nice ambience. The waiter took our order after we’d had a few minutes to study the menu. I ordered a beer, knowing full well that the restaurant didn’t serve alcohol. The waiter smiled and apologized. Next? Dave ordered a beer. Same.
The menu offerings LOOKED delicious. This morning’s breakfast deal WAS delicious. The dishes set before us were a disappointment. Naomi’s seafood gratin was piping hot. Not so the rest of the dishes. Oh well, we had a nice visit and a lovely walk back to the apartment.
Dave and I sat in the living room watching some curling, waiting for the Jets game which began at midnight. We watched the first period and then headed off to bed. Vancouver was up one nothing. The Jets would have to fight back without the two of us to cheer them on. Goodnight.