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... went into a carpet shop and had a look at some carpets ( well what did you think we would be looking at ? ). There was one we liked, but it was very old, and also very dirty looking. It seemed to be very good quality and the price dropped remarkably from 3,800dh to 1,100dh in a matter of minutes. If the whites of the carpet had been whiter we would have been sorely tempted, but as it was, it looked too much like it was crying out ...
... a country where alcohol is not easily found (no drinks on this entire trip). And I have not found a cafe with a woman sitting alone - in fact I can only remember 2-3 times I saw a woman sitting at all (always with her husband). Only the men go out. So I don't find it comfortable. Of course it probably doesn't help that it's been quite chilly every day - I packed for ...
... or killed. Second his profligate ways put the country in so much debt that he had to ask the French for assistance, leading to the Protectorate that lasted until Moroccan independence in 1961. We asked what happened to the wives and children when the Sultan died and we were told they "just disappeared" This is the end of the official G Adventure trip. I am on my own for the next two days and have no plans. One young woman from the trip is also staying so we'll do something ...
... another glorious day in paradise we had mixed feelings for tonight we would be in Marrakech and whilst we were keen to explore magical Marrakech, we were sad to know that we were leaving the Moroccan countryside behind. The varied landscapes, the colours, the textures, the local people and of course the livestock, we had loved it all.
We did however have a drive through the passes of the High Atlas Mountains between us and Marrakech, and we were eager to ...
... last year. Bean bags just don't cut it.
After setting our stuff down, I went to the front desk ask a few questions.
"Do you have a map?"
The hostess looked at me, clearly amused by my audacity. "No, we don't. Maps aren't that useful here since none of the streets have names."
Dear God, I thought. We're ******.
She gave us some "directions" to the main square (basically, "walk that way and pray"), and off ...