Today was a travel day. We had to get back north, and to do so we have to cross the High Atlas for a second time. We did so using a very winding highway that follows the canyons. It was a perfectly good highway, and our driver was taking its time, but by the time we reached the crest we had many people with queasy stomachs. Fortunately I have a cast iron stomach so I could really enjoy myself looking out the window.