Le Village du Toubkal & Spa
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Travel Blogs from Imlil
Got 1st class tix. had compartment to ourselves for awhile--laid down & slept. In Meknes 2 others came in.
Nice driver took us to the Cottages. Difficult to find, but he was very nice.
Got in our cottage, Sylvain showed us around. Went to the pool.
Laid down, not feeling well. A/C not working. Sylvain couldn't get it to work, so we moved to another cottage.
Dinner: chicken & couscous--delish.
We walked. It was hot.
Lunch at (name coming) on way to Jardin Majorelle. I was dying for some iced tea. Of course, there was nothing like that on the menu. I saw someone at a table with a glass of ice, and it occurred to me that I could make my own.
We ordered Salade Variee and The Noir with glasses of ice. The server looked at us with confusion, "Verres? Avec glacons?" Oui. He went over to make the tea, which was right in front of where ...
... a room. The spa was lovely, and our 1-hour massages were WONDERFUL. It was a soft, relaxing massage with essential oil. It was great in general, but it was even better for my migraine. When she massaged my neck, face and scalp, that was the best. To top it off, we had mint tea afterward.
We then came home, showered, and relaxed for awhile during the hottest part of the day. The Canadians arrived, so we got to meet them. They might be joining us on our ...
... a little girl, probably not quite two. She cried and screamed nearly the entire 2 1/2 hour flight. The man behind me was holding a little girl about the same age who liked to kick my chair and slam the tray table closed every few minutes. Occasionally, the brother (behind) would yell at the screaming girl in front of me. Did I mention that I had a migraine?
Once we deplaned (first step on African soil--woohoo!), we had a really long line to go through ...
... were quartz in every hue from terracotta through apricot and peach to purple and I had fun gathering a few as souvenirs. We continued on our way to the Oukaimeden ski resort car park and were immediately besieged by the usual pedlars pushing their wares on us. We climbed up the mountain track a little way but there were no birds in sight, so Tony and I went back down the track, leaving the others to look for a Scarlet-winged Finch, and headed to where we'd seen a large ...