There is very little consciousness about rubbish in Marocco. Women and children sitting on the beach next to the great mosque in Casablanca, heaps of platic bags and other rubbish in the river in the valley of roses. empty oil cans and all sorts of throw away packages even in the upper yalleys of the high Atlas mountains.

It was disturbing to walk through Fez. In the lower part of the town I knew from the map, there should be a small river. I first couldn't find it. It was hidden behind two meter high walls. Full of rubbish, the water a brownish broth. Next to the large tannery you could see how they dispose of the refuse, all waste water going into the river. Even a spoonful of this melange would be deadly.

And once you go to the outskirts of the medina in Marrakech you find the riverbed to be the dumpyard of the town.

The country is wonderful, people are friendly, I would like to live there. But what polution is being concerned the country has a lony way to go.