Espace Kasbah Amridil Skoura
Amridil Ouled Yaagoub Skoura, 45000, Morocco
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Marrakesch
... zur Lederbearbeitung einsetzt. Man erhaelt beim Besuch eine marrocan gasmask, was sich als Pfefferminz entpuppt, den man sich bei Bedarf unter die Nase haelt.
Morgen machen wir uns wieder auf den Weg nach Rabatt, da wir wegen des Militaerputschs in Mali noch ein paar Visa brauchen. Aber darueber spaeter mehr, denn wir werden ein paar tage fuer die Visa brauchen und ich werd versuchen, den Blog langsam ...
Souks & Spa
... by some boys, although they turned away untrusting. We walked that way in hope and the boys accepted we were doing this ourselves. Seeing tourists gave us hope & we found a familiar area.
Back in the riad, we found a letter from desert majesty 'Habib your driver called by to let you know he will collect you at 8am'
We booked a Hammam & were recommended the 'Berbere Hammam' 50 mins- Exfoliation with friction glove, black soap body scrub ...
Exploring the crazy market square.
... glass of mint tea.
Guess what... it was a carpet shop, we must have been in their for over 30 minutes- He pulled out 10 big carpets all different designs layered onto of each other. I sat in the background while Mum touched the carpets. 'I'll give you a great offer like family' (Yeah right, he tells everyone that!) Right now the hard part- leaving 'I can't make decisions without my husband- I need to ...
You are never lost, only discovering
... of shoe polishers asking europeans men with shiney shoes to polish their shoes.
To catch some shade we went into a museum of berber history- Tiskiwin Museum.
In the afternoon we wandered by a market, where stray cats wandered.
I got stopped by a man, called Said who wanted to talk and showed me powdered white paints that changed colour when water was added - violet, yellow & green. The store was ...
Tourist!
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As we got off the bus, he told us to turn left then right & right again. We clearly went in the wrong direction. in a maze of streets, looking like lost tourists with our backpacks. We were approached by so many people trying to lead us somewhere in return for money.
After trying to find out way, we eventually gave in to help- winding down back roads- feeling at unease we followed- eventually arriving at our riad after refusing ...



