Riad lalla fatima
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- Shuttle bus service
- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... We are poor students! We have no money! These are really the last dirhams we have!"). Also, the "I know my maximum price would be an insult to you, so I won't even say it" seems to work well. We actually got the compliment that we "haggle like Berbers" (let's just take it as a compliment, shall we..?). Of course, we're well-travelled enough to realise that if the salesman agrees to your price with a (forced) smile, he is still making a profit of you.
One thing that all ...
... that was left on the table. I finally went back to the kitchen to ask for silverware and napkins. Oh well, we didn’t starve and we had one cup of coffee…. John dashed out to the ATM… Meanwhile Wells Fargo was calling: FRAUD ALERT! FRAUD ALERT! "Yes, thank you for calling and being vigilant but I told you about 6 weeks ago that we would be traveling to Morocco and using our ATM card. Please do not block any withdrawals." ...
... too narrow for cars, so everyone travels by foot or transports goods on donkeys and horses. It was common to hear "balak!" which means "look out!" as a warning for donkeys coming your way. The streets were sometimes so narrow that there was barely enough room for you to squeeze up against the wall to avoid the donkey running into you. Quite the adventure! We entered the medina through the Bab Bou Jeloud, which is one of the main entries for the area. The medina ...
We had an all day bus ride with many stops. We began in saines plains and quickly climbed to the middle atlas mountains. One of our many stops was for our 'discovery' to visit a nomad family. At home were the grandfather, his daughter and his grandchild of about 18 months. His sons were out tending sheep. We were invited into the ...
... marble table. I loved it...Joe not so much. We'll see about Nancy, she's never been and says the experience sounds rather horrifying. I may be "hamman-ing" on my own tis time. We'll see if the Morroccan hamman is similar to the Turkish hamman! I'm writing this in the van as we drive to Fes and the roads are a little rough and twisty, so I'm going take a break before I loose my Moroccan breakfast. More later. Ooooooh busted.... We just came upon a police road block and had to ...