The Sahara Desert – Taroudannt
Traveling from the Sahara desert to Taroudannt is quite a trip and can take several hours. It is bumpy & rough and can be a bit difficult if you get car-sick. However, despite all this, it is manageable and totally worth it especially if you get to stop in the middle of the desert and cuddle some baby goats and rock them to sleep. *Swoon*








If you ask me if I cried while rocking this baby goat to sleep, I would be lying if said no…


It was amazing to see how the weather shifted so quickly as we continued on our journey out of the Sahara desert and onto Taroudannt. Our Van broke down so we had to walk about 20 minutes as it rolled down the hill like something out of sitcom where everything that could go wrong did, but I wasn’t complaining as this was the view! I was in awe! How can anyone not fall in love with Morocco?!


The infamous climbing goats eating argan nuts! ahhhhhh!!!! more goats! How are they so cute? It was exactly how I imagined it. <3



We also had the opportunity to visit an Argan co-op. A real Argan Oil co-op. Many times places will say they are but in reality, they are just another business that exploits the work and sale of these products. The women who work in this co-op tend to have come from a variety of situations that put them in the position of basically having to fend for themselves.


It is quite difficult for women without husbands (for whatever reason) to really manage to take care of themselves and their children as they are often abandoned by family as well (not all but many). These Argan oil co-ops help them provide for their families and for themselves. But I beg you to be cautious as many many places will claim to be “Argan Oil Co-ops” but are just another scam.




Hi Friends!
My full name is Courtney Elizabeth and growing up some of my nicknames were Coco & Betty, thus the name Coco Betty. Feel free to call me Coco, I still answer to it. I empower women to love themselves through travel, one trip at a time.

Hi Friends!
My full name is Courtney Elizabeth and growing up some of my nicknames were Coco & Betty, thus the name Coco Betty. Feel free to call me Coco, I still answer to it. I empower women to love themselves through travel, one trip at a time.