Riad El Wiam
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... awaits. As there is a road blocked off we have to transfer our bags to an old man (he was at least 80) who wheelbarrows them along. He did get rather cheeky asking for a lot of money at the end. At least he didn't keel over - I'd feel terrible. We head out for dinner on a rooftop over Marrakech ahead of our departure the following day.
What would be the point, you say, in going to Morocco and buying spices without whipping up a feast in ...
After two nights in Zagora, we started our way back northwest and ended up again in the seeming middle of nowhere. Our accomodations, the Kasbah Air Ben Damietta, was a wonderful place, run by a French woman; so the cuisine de haute was French - steak!
We also stopped at the Atlas Movie Studio outside of, here comes that name again, Ouarzazate. Lawrence of Arabia, Cleopatra, and Patton, among other, were filmed, at least in part, here.
... airport to greet me and take me to the entrance to the old medina. The riad's (a traditional Moroccan house or place, now converted into a hotel, built around a courtyard) assistant was waiting and led me down the narrow paths to the Les Yeux Bleus, a wonderful oasis of calm amidst the labyrinth of the medina. Ready for bed, I was instead met by the leader of the gang, Greg, who ...
... as opposed to the overcooked veg we’ve had elsewhere). Then we had two tagines, which we split, both of which were excellent. For afters, we shared a chocolate soufflé. Nummers. The van was meeting us at 9pm, so we walked back through the now-closed souks (which still felt very safe) to the main square, where many drummers were out in force. The van was waiting, and we hopped in, then returned to the villa, where we watched our slides from the trip to ...
... another 10 minutes. My skin felt as soft as a baby's butt. Seriously.
After the hamman treatment, I was taken to lie down, given cool tea and water and told to rest. This was followed by a one hour deep tissue massage. It was absolute heaven.
I followed this up with late afternoon tea by the pool and then dinner in the wonderful Moroccan restaurant. I then went for a walk around the neighborhood and called it a night.
Tomorrow it was off to Casablanca.