The Promise of Rain

We had some much-needed and long awaited rain this weekend.  It was nowhere near enough to make even the slightest impact on Cape Town’s horribly low dam levels, but it was very very welcome.

A few weeks back I headed out to Simonstown in the evening to photograph some fishing boats on the shoreline at sunset.

I was met with pastel skies and some whisps of moody cloud that hinted at rain …..

….. and a gorgeous Pittie called “Buddy” who was in and out of the surf even though the wind was whipping around and the water was icy.

Such simple pleasures are the real treasure 🙂


Rabat in the Rain

In central Casablanca we boarded a train to Morocco’s capital Rabat, stored our luggage at a cafe close to the station and set off on a circuitous route to explore the city.  It’s cleaner and more park-like than Casa, with a lovely harbour that’s filled to the brim with colourful fishing boats.  rabat-2-of-3In the background underneath the bruised grey skies you can see the whitewashed Kasbah where the heavens opened up and produced a flash flood that drenched my only pair of trainers and forced me to make my first purchase in a Souk – not a tagine or scarf of delicious fresh dates, but a Made-in-China-bought-in-Morocco umbrella for 30 Dirhams.  The stall owner could have charged 300 and I would have paid 🙂rabat-1-of-3It poured a second time as we were wandering around the Hassan II tower complex (below).  Worried about possible water damage to my camera, we fled back to the comfort of the cafe to warm up on several cups of cafe au lait before heading back to the station for another train journey, this time to Meknes.rabat-3-of-3I would have loved to explore Rabat a little more, but we only had the afternoon and the rain had other ideas.  As cosmopolitan as Casablanca, Rabat is a lot more elegant, better maintained and a lot less hurried.  The train station is central and most of the city’s highlights are within walking distance.  Next time I’ll take a raincoat and waterproof shoes 🙂