Riad Des Eaux et Des Epices
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Swimming pool
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... and people everywhere. The next morning we woke early and began our drive into the desert through the Atlas Mountains. These mountains are a strange and incredible landscape that were more stunning than the photos suggest. For lunch we stopped at a hotel and had lunch and a swim in the pool. After another few hours on the bus we walked the last half an hour through the desert to our camp set amongst the sand dunes of the Sahara. The tents were big ...
... up with friends. Thank you Maureen and Pattie B for coming down to London from Ipswich to have lunch with us. It was so good to catch up on the 11 years since we last saw each other. And thank you Christopher and Caroline for coming down today from Oxfordshire to have lunch with us today, wonderful.
Tonight will be very sad because we have to say goodbye to our darling Emily and Sean. I won't say anymore as we are both feeling very teary about this .
... and we had read there was a tortoise that lives there...however when we went up we couldn't see one!? After an hour of writing this, I felt somthing bite/kiss my toe, I looked down, and it was Bazza! (Yep. We named the tortoise!) he just does laps of the terrace! The lovely lady who serves the food and makes breakfast is so sweet. She only speaks Arabic/French. Now I did french in high school many many years ago...but can just ...
... kindly paid for a special Moroccan dinner as a wedding present for us.
La Mamounia was reportedly Winston Churchill's favourite hotel. As a special honeymoon treat we got spa day passes, i loved every second. It was ridiculously opulent, three gentlemen were on hand at the pool to adjust sun loungers and move parasols, at lunch (at one of the Michelin star restraunts) the waiter brought out a small stool so i didn't have to put my (Dunnes Stores) handbag on the ...
... on the edge of the old city, near the port, and I had to make an uphill walk through parts of old town to get to it. Almost immediately upon entering the old town, known in Arabic as the Medina, I was approached by some overly friendly tout who reeked of sliminess.
'Where you come from, my friend? I can help you. You need room? You need something?’
‘Nope, I don’t need anything. My hotel is booked up and it’s nearby.’