Riad Dar Baya
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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Pets allowed
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Today dawns with a dazzling blue sky and perfect temperatures (low 70s) for our day of touring in Marrakech. We see an historic olive garden, a towering minaret, ancient tombs, a gorgeous palace, a warren of souks, and the vibrant central square. All of this is a full day in itself, but the social whirl dosn't stop. Tonight we ...
The group has all arrived safe and sound, and after a free day we gather for welcome festivities at the private Riad of one of our most frequent travelers. His home is in the Medina, and to reach it we walk through the famous Jemaa El Fna Square. It is dazzling at sunset, as the crowds come alive watching snake charmers, pet monkeys, drumming groups, storytellers, and colorful characters of all descriptions.We gradually leave the hubbub ...
... Then we were led into a drugary where we bought herbal medicines spice and perfume for girls back at home. Then in the evening, after dinner, we went to the souks. As soon as we arrived we were greeted by; the sound of drums and music; the smell of spices and the sight of fires that people were gathering around.
The fourth day was spent in Casablanca where we saw some more mosques, churches and ...
... then have a big night on the beers there an surf in the morning, off to essaouria. Another boozey night an hot the markets in the morning, but a cool moroccoian gears an off back to Marrakech for the end of the tour, big goodbyes an a few of us get on the rums an mull by the pool for an entertaining last night! Off on a 9 hour train back to tangier, praying jake is still there an isn't going to be much to fix ...
... the glistening tiling, exquisite painted ceilings and shelter from the rain.
Sunshine steamed the wet streets as we emerged, now late afternoon, and we expired the last of our energy in the souk, before taxi'ing out to the glistening train station for our night train to Tangiers. Thankfully the large Arab and his son fell silent as soon as we switched of the light in the cochette and we grabbed some sleep on the speed hurtling train.