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We woke surprisingly chipper after a sleep in (it wouldn't last) and headed off for a breakfast as meager as the previous day, following it up with a trip to a restaurant get an actual meal to start us off. Back at the hotel we checked in on the others from the night before and found them in a bit of a state. With our bus leaving at 2pm, there wasn't much to do except pack bags and have a last look around the city. The evils of the previous night eventually caught me up and we had ...
... horse to the top) and was the original that defined the square African style of minaret design. A little further around from the mosque we visited the Saadian Tombs. A royal cemetery, the members of royalty buried in beautifully decorated rooms and their important advisors or soldiers in the beautiful gardens outside. Apparently the tombs disappeared from memory until a French pilot snapped some ariel photos and it was rediscovered. After this we visited Bahia ...
One of the things at the hotel that I really liked was the lantern that hung just outside our door and around the corner. I loved the way it looked at night – so beautiful.
... side of the world and you're just never sure how good they're going to be. All in all another lovely day and it was great to be a part of the family again. The other day that I had that was different in structure was the day that I visited Rabat to apply for my visa to visit Ghana. Rabat is a 4½ train ride away from Marrakech so at 4am Alain (the father of the family I've been staying with) ran me down to the train station so I could be guaranteed to be ...
... I at least had some warm clothes.
Any trip I take wouldn’t be complete without an airport issue and this time I got pulled up because customs didn't believe I was Swiss and thought I was Algerian. So began the onslaught of questions surrounding my heritage and trying to convince them my surname hadn’t been spelt incorrectly on my passport and wasn’t really Hussein.
Arriving into Marrakech was a shock to the system, and to be greeted by ...