Riad Nerja Hotel Marrakech

... After a stressful spell though the buzz of Marrakech makes me appreciate all we have experienced and everything us Westerners have even more. Morocco is more amazing than i remembered with its incredible colours, culture and continuous backdrop of distant mountain ranges.

Reality beckons as we are back by Chrimbo but for now we are losing ourselves in all sorts of surreal and out-standing cinema in the sunny but still cold capital...

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... som glider runt i en slags rockar med stor luva som kallas jellaba. Allra finast är de män som matchar denna med en fez på huvudet, men solglajjer är också en poppis acessoar. Det har varit otroligt mycket intryck under dagen så nu vilar vi med en kopp marockanskt te på terrassen och laddar för att ikväll gå ner till det stora torget, Djemaa el-Fna, som är stället där allt händer kvällstid.

Lite senare. Mätta och ...

... and left to have your own adventure. Side trips can be taken but they aren’t always organized by the driver. The road conditions vary from paved, dirt, mud, and everything in the middle. Sometimes you wonder how it is physically possible to make it through the narrow passengers that our driver navigates or the streets full of people and parked cars. It puts Austin Powers to shame. But there is really no other way to see Africa, at least for me.

... 1086;ве 89;ти время не в город 72;х, а в небол 00;ших дерев 91;шках, посмо 90;реть, как живут люди, что ...

... 1077;дро воды (или помое 74; – это кому как), то Марра 82;еш - это бейсб 86;льной битой по роже со вс ...

... space that people have why would you invade it so much just deal with your own little space its so rude!

Apart from the idiots in front of us the flight was ok we thought it was only 2 hours but it turned out to be 3 as Morroco have the same time as us back in the UK. We got off the plane and had to wait ages to get through passport control then when we got out there was a man waiting for us with the name of the Riad, I always wanted to come to the airport and have ...

... 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

That night (alas, my last in dear Morocco!), we headed for the legendary "Djemaa el Fna" Square for a sunset ...

... Then I had to wait for someone else to stamp it, and then go stand in line again. At least I didn't get interrogated or something. But come on, picking on the Canadian!

I had arranged the airport pickup because everyone who reviewed my riad said it was impossible to find. So I was met by Kamal and taken to the riad with four Polish girls.

My first impression - I am in Africa. It was just so... different.

And when ...

... all. Trying to distract the waiters from staring open mouthed at the girls as they were kissing and stroking each other, so that we could order our meal, was nigh on impossible. Then Jeff appeared with Jane, still looking very peaky after his stomach upset. He had hardly eaten for the past few days and decided that he was now ready to face some pizza. Thankfully, one of the lovestruck duo went to the washroom and this brief interlude allowed us to get the attention of ...

... but not openly smoked here, and pesters me when I answer in French, no, we don't want any. Shopkeepers call from their doorways as if we'll just fly in and buy everything. One of the most awesome things about Marrakech is the main square, which every night has a huge market with lots of music and food and stuff. Last night we went there to see what was up, and ended up leaving far earlier than we wanted to because we just kept getting hassled for money. A guy ...