Riad Magellan Marrakech

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... that was my cue to say that I was not well. There was no way that I was going anywhere in a car with anyone. We had a nice meal though at the street markets in the square lots of meat and salads and I had like a dumpling with chicken and pastry and sweet spices on it really really nice. We said our goodnights and he asked if we would like to meet up again tomorrow we have said yes but we have different plans now as Mohammad is going to cook us a meal in the Riad.<br>

... a pic and Ian did not want the snake around his neck. He was demanding that we go to the bank and get some money and being really nasty so in the end I just dumped the 2d in his had and grabbed Ian and walked off. <br><br>We ended up having a walk around and going to the restaurant that we had seen in the day it was an oasis of calm after the street sellers. Ian had tajine of lamb and I had chicken we both had 3 courses and it cost us about 13 pounds and the food was lovely.<br>

... some time!]<br><br>Back to Bahia Palace &#8211; it was incredible. The ceilings were painted, gilded, and inlaid with the most intricate woodworking I had ever seen; the pathways, floors, and many walls contained gorgeous, hand-painted mosaic work; and the doors, window boxes, and other room trimmings all consisted of hand-painted and carved woods. <br><br>The vizier was a busy guy &#8211; we toured the opulently ornamented harem, which once ...

... around on leashes &#8211; fruit stand owners yelling out invitations to passersby to try their freshly-squeezed juices and dried fruits &#8211; strolling musicians with tented, pom-pom hats &#8211; flipping acrobats &#8211; water sellers clanging copper mugs together &#8211; Arabic music blasting across the open space speakers located here and there &#8211; horse-drawn carriages and donkeys pulling carts of vegetables, winding in between everyone and everything - and ...

... stepping daintily around a dead chèvre (goat), we found the little sucker (a micro hidden in a cubby hole in a clay/straw wall) and... I do believe Wales now has a new geoaddict! ;D <br><br> That night (alas, my last in dear Morocco!), we headed for the legendary "Djemaa el Fna" Square for a sunset ...

... of the trip in the form of 13 necklaces for 200 DM, or basically the price we had paid earlier for 2 necklaces.<br><br>Aarathi had resolved to spend some major time at the handbag store so Chad &amp; I decided to head for the cafe overlooking the entire square and have a beer. Naturally the terrace was packed, but this time the usual disorganization played in our favour as we aggressively circled the tables and wedged ourselves in next to a guy with ...

... Madagascar included), near the point where the Mediterranean and the Atlantic meet. We saw and saw and saw. Ate good food. Weren't charged an outrageous amount, although I soon learned that Moroccans are very adept at providing services and not telling you what the price is until afterward. Probably the most interesting thing about Morocco are the people. Tanger was a pretty Moroccan place despite its tourist town status, as in the Medina there were almost ...

... up from a coil responding to a man with a turban and flute. A moment later, a fire ball spewed up from a man's mouth about 10 feet away. Suddenly, a woman covered head to toe in a light blue gauzy veil--all but her heavy kohl-lined eyes--had my hand, was looking me in the eye asking me in 3, 4, 5 languages where I was from and henna painting my hand at the same time. The henna was cold--and itchy. But I was fascinated--she put the design on each finger joint, the top ...