Riad Dar Zaman
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Today dawns with a dazzling blue sky and perfect temperatures (low 70s) for our day of touring in Marrakech. We see an historic olive garden, a towering minaret, ancient tombs, a gorgeous palace, a warren of souks, and the vibrant central square. All of this is a full day in itself, but the social whirl dosn't stop. Tonight we ...
The group has all arrived safe and sound, and after a free day we gather for welcome festivities at the private Riad of one of our most frequent travelers. His home is in the Medina, and to reach it we walk through the famous Jemaa El Fna Square. It is dazzling at sunset, as the crowds come alive watching snake charmers, pet monkeys, drumming groups, storytellers, and colorful characters of all descriptions.We gradually leave the hubbub ...
... Then we were led into a drugary where we bought herbal medicines spice and perfume for girls back at home. Then in the evening, after dinner, we went to the souks. As soon as we arrived we were greeted by; the sound of drums and music; the smell of spices and the sight of fires that people were gathering around.
The fourth day was spent in Casablanca where we saw some more mosques, churches and ...
... Up and down stairs, across rooms from one section to another, all made from mud, these structures are indeed simply amazing. Having posed for a group photo on the rooftop deck and enjoyed a much needed nos nos (coffee) in the gorgeous courtyard we were back in the van and putting some more miles behind us.
We checked into our hotel at Ait Benhaddou in the early afternoon and whilst the hotel itself was rather dated and rustic it had an ...
... 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 ...