Travel Blogs by Travelers Who Stayed at this HotelRiad Eden Marrakech
"Oh My God it's Barbie/Britney/Shakira"
Wow, where to begin!
Our adventure started in Marrakesh on the 16th April. I arrived with Tasha Smith into the centre of Marrakesh at around 10pm at night. I don't think either of us were that prepared for what we encountered that night, and we especially didn't know how to react. Immediately, as two young British girls (Tasha with blonde …
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Trust in Allah, but tie up your camel!
... about a dozen cops in riot gear ready to pounce what appeared to be a crowd up ahead. So we turned around and high tailed it back to the hotel we stayed at the night before and stayed within the hotel walls for the rest of the evening. The hotel restaurant was nearly packed later that evening, compared to empty the night before whe Dorrie and I went in for a late evening bottle of wine. Thumb pecked on my iPhone...please excuse the ...
Across the Atlas to the Real Morocco
... gas station may be out of gas or closed or something. Oh yeah, he also stressed obeying the speed limits for a third time. We got the message! The ride through the Atlas mountains was a toe curler. The narrow road winds along ridges with only a pile of rocks separating you from near vertical drops of up to a thousand feet. The road reminded me of a steep national park trail with switchbacks only just wide enough to accomodate two passing trucks. There is ...
All Roads Lead to Marrakech
... however much you give these people, they believe they are intifled to everything in your pocket. All the while a fellow tourist was flipping out next to us because one of the monkeys pees all over him...I wonder how much he paid for that memory? I suppose that Alta's fear of monkeys is justified after all!
The medina proved too many distractions to finish the tour. Like a fish attracted to a shiny lure, I migrated over to a vendor selling CDs of Arabic and Berber music. I ...
All Aboard the Marrakech Express!
After a nice cup of mint tea at a road side cafe, we set out for the train station. It was a cool, foggy morning and not much activity about - especially taxis. I figured that we could wait for one to happen by and possibly miss our trian or start walking to the train station and stand at least a chance to make the train by walking the whole way or finding a taxi enroute. We never found a taxi and made the train with about 7 minutes to ...


