Riad Dar Tamlil
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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.
... sitting. He double checked again, making sure he understood what I wanted: tea in the teapot, ice in the glasses. Oui. I really think he had no idea what we were doing.
Once the black tea had steeped, I slowly poured it over the ice. Voila! Iced tea. So happy. Of course, we only had enough ice for one glass, but by the time we drank that, the rest of the tea in the pot had cooled down considerably (and so had we), so it all worked out very well. The salads were amazing too.
... has air conditioning, so he got the prices for me. Marrakech to Meknes is a nearly 7-hour train ride, so I had to go with 1st Class; I just couldn't see sweltering for seven hours.
He also made an appointment for us at a spa for messages. We both woke up with migraines. Sigh. We both took Imitrex. Our appointment was for 1 pm, so we relaxed until then. Fortunately, Hunter's migraine went away. Mine improved quite a bit after I laid down for awhile.
... some 60 or 70 years old and because of their quality, were more expensive than new ones. The auction was conducted like a silent auction, with a man carrying each carpet around from vendor to vendor to inspect and make a bid. All the carpets that were going to be auctioned were rolled up and piled up in the middle of the floor, and merchants and vendors sat around and lounged about on them, while those on display were being ...
... dressed in conservative attire are also out enjoying the fresh evening air. As I sit down to play my official Zraibi concert, a couple of fellows on a scooter stop, and pretend that they are walking past. I guess correctly that they just want to hear my music but are to shy to stop close to me. Finally, they come back. If I were closer to the city, I’d be worried, but not here… here the air is clean and fresh and the people are ...