Down to Meknès

Chefchaouen was a good rest, and we met many interesting people there, from Abdul the carpet dealer, to Andy the cyclist from New Zealand who has been quietly cycling through Europe for the past eight months and is now heading into the south of Morocco. Many of the travelers in Chefchaouen have stories that make our walk uninteresting by comparison.
After three day's walking and camping by the road we've arrived in Ouazzane, where we are passing through on the way to Meknès. We have changed our route to Fes to include Meknès because we were invited by two very friendly motorists to stay with them there after they had noticed the 'peace pilgrim' sign I wear on my back.
L'Hamdullah!
The country we have passed through is olive country, and the river is literally purple-black from the olive press runoff. There is plowing going on everywhere, including steep slopes, most of it done with a donkey. Many of the olive presses are also 'donkey-powered'.
Ouazzane is very different from the other cities we've visited; there is no tourist-friendly facade here. We hope to arrive in Meknès in a week, and we hope to find a means to a bath before then so that we are somewhat welcome!