Riad Dar Sbihi
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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.
We walked. It was hot.
Lunch at (name coming) on way to Jardin Majorelle. I was dying for some iced tea. Of course, there was nothing like that on the menu. I saw someone at a table with a glass of ice, and it occurred to me that I could make my own.
We ordered Salade Variee and The Noir with glasses of ice. The server looked at us with confusion, "Verres? Avec glacons?" Oui. He went over to make the tea, which was right in front of where ...
We had breakfast at the Riad at around 9 am. It was quite good with different breads/pastries, fresh orange juice, grapes, figs, a plum, English breakfast tea, fig and apricot jams, butter, and pancakes. There was also yogurt and cheese, but we didn't eat that--no more dairy for us.
Our host asked if I wanted him to get our train tickets for the 31st. He said because of Ramadan, the tickets might go quickly. So, of course, I said yes. I found out that only ...
... traditional instruments, snake charmers with their cobras, monkeys on leads dressed as little girls or boys, a man with a vulture on his shoulder and on and on.....it felt like we'd slipped back into another century.
While wandering around the souk we came across a carpet auction, not your typical carpet auction, this one was for the merchants to buy, and not open to the public. The carpets on sale were 2nd ...
... myself well stocked in rocks which I keep clearly visible—that seems to do the trick.
Finally I reach the lit main street of Tahannaout, where I grab a quick supper before hopping on the bus back to Marrakech… and back home. I’ll be back though. Next stretch: up the mountains to Toubkal. But that will have to wait until the snow melts in the late ...