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Images and videos published on ifany.org in rough chronological order according to the image metadata. Page 8 of 52

January 26th to February 21st, 2010


Plenty of powder on the way down.
George Phillip on the top after 1200 altitude meters and plenty of sunshine.
The mountains in the direction of Verbier
Windblown snow and Vallais in the background
The top and neighboring mountains
The view of the glaciers on the other side
Snow covering the Pointe Ronte at 2700meters (it's the top in the middle that looks lower than the others, just because it's futher away)
A fisherman preparing his boat for a new layer of paint. Probably blue.
Fishing boats.
The Atlantic ocean by sunset
A seagull was watching the sunset before I came along and disturbed it, hence the dissatisfied expression on it's face.
The beach with litter.
A speciality of the region: Goats climbing trees.
Sacks of wheat on a trolley.
Women walking home from afternoon shopping.
Blue wood.
The prostitutes were standing in the doorsways along the alley after the tunnel.
Green and blue.
Structure
Old doors on a black wall.
Layers of paint.
Stray dog in one of the streets.
Entrance.
Cats are magnificent at relaxing.
Somebody lived on the fortress wall, keeping chicken and cats.
The suburbia of Essaouira.
The ocean roars by the harbour of Essauira
Hanging out by the cannons.
The atlantic ocean and the remains of an old prison on an island of the coast.
Detail from a door handle.
Once blue.
Sparkles sprinkled over old wood.
Old layers of paint.
Detail from blue door.
Fresh fish from the fish market.
A french graffiti artist once decorated several walls in Essaouira. Some of the works are still present.
Old man sitting and glaring at people from his shop.
Water and Mountains.
Natalie was my generous host with whom I made several cakes and drank plenty of tea.
Sheep grassing.
The natural spring and atlas mountains.
One of 5 trees standing at a natural spring.
Another tanning lizard plus a hidden frog.
A lizard was enjoying the sunshine.
The middle Atlas in all their glory. In the background the Boulemane mountains can be seen covered in clouds and snow.
Proof that Morocco has both internal heating and warm water.
Natalie is looking at the ceiling which doesn't always keep entirely dry when it rains.
The view from the taxi as we are approaching Ait Hamza and the middle Atlas.
Walking down to the taxi stand to get some delicious chicken.
The village seen from Sean and Megans place.
This is most probably the most hideous photo I've taken on my trip. The astonishing horse lion of Ain Leuh.
Delicious bark looking almost edible.
My hosts Sean and Megan smiling at a joke that they already knew to my surprise. (It's about a pirate that walks in to a bar).
More wonderful bark.
Wonderful bark.
An idyllic street in the small village of Ain Leuh
A tree I fancied.
Fancy decorations
Snails for eating.
Some kids were saying hi to Ethan in a park
The river going through Fes, seperating the touristy side on the left from the rest of the medina on the right.
Some of the products of all this coloring.
A lot of the time is spend in the colored bassins, so it seems to me that their legs must begin to color after a while.
There were a lot of people working there that day, and the stench was awful.
More tanneries.
The tanneries where leather is bleached and then colored. To the left are the ammonium baths and to the right the baths with coloring.
Sharfs hanging in a store.
Wheel or maybe a sun symbol
Stone and wood
Detail from building
My excellent guide and host, Ethan.
Wood decoration formed to resemble hand guns.
The actual proof that I was present.
A detail from the decoration of the main entrance to the king's palace.
Finally another piece of wood with blue paint on it.
Wood with some blue paint on it.
The handle of a blue door.
Detail from yet another blue door.
The carpet salesman told me that he wanted to make love to me. I'm not sure he understood what that means.
This is supposedly natural viagra. I tried to smell it, but that did me no good.
An occasional cloud trying to cover up the hill side unsuccesfully.
A typical blue street.
A blue door with a handle.
The very blue town of Chauen in the center of the Rif mountains
The rif mountains, with clouds hiding the numerous hemp production sites.
The frame of another blue door.
Blue and purple wood.
A blue door.
A stairway that once was blue.
An alley big enough to get it's own street name.
Blue and Red on wood.
Blue and darker blue on wood
Blue and green on wood
Entrance
The palace wall is adorned with a rainbow.
Palm trees standing outside an abandoned palace.
A bit of restauration would make this place shine, but it doesn't seem anyone is really interested in that. Especially not the families squatting in the empty palace rooms.
My wonderful host Julia watches the sunset.
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