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... he died, designer Yves St. Laurent saved it from being demolished and lived in it until he died. The children also loved riding camels through the oasis known as The Palmerie
The experience was made extra special by the calm and serenity of our Riyadh. Once you pass through a doorway in Marrakech, beauty inevitably awaits you. Our hotel was no exception.
This morning we packed up and trekked across the city to a taxi rank that would take us to the High Atlas Mountains. Arriving at a sea of old yellow Mercedes we put on our battle helmets and prepared to haggle. Now, in Morocco there are two types of cabs, the 'petite' ones which are strictly for city centres and the 'grande' ones which travel between cities, but here's the catch, the big ones don't leave until they have fitted at least 7 people in the car... (which is designed ...
... were in one of the classrooms as the sun was starting to let. Adel joined us, which was unusual as he rarely went on projects. We had a good laugh covering more than just the walls in paint – completely covered as I jumped on the back of Rachid’s motorbike for the trip home.
Mama Africa’s for dinner again tonight where me and Dave shared a couple of Tapas between ...
... setup in the medina, incredible number of stalls, all selling freshly cooked food for next to nothing.
The following morning was the first drive of many to our next destination Ouarzazate for the night. We drove for a bit stopping halfway up the Atlas mountains at a local shop selling freshly squeezed orange juice right in front of us (literally about 15 oranges per small glass) for 5 dirham (about 30p) which ...
... two young Berber men with a broken down car in the middle of the desert. They flagged us down and we eventually came to a mutual understanding that one of them wanted a ride to the next village. One of them spoke limited English and no one in our party speaks Arabic, Berber, or French. I scanned them and figured that they were not carrying any weapons and seemed desperate for a ride so Dorrie piled in the back with the kids, ...