Riad Perle D'Orient
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- Continental Breakfast
- Shuttle bus service
- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Kids pool
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... But Avril is. And I'm pleased and excited to be traveling with her. Avril is a wonderful travel companion (and, as the past months have shown, a wonderful companion even when we're not traveling). Energetic, adventuresome, curious, fun. It's a rare and lucky thing to find a fellow traveller who shares your idiosyncratic balances of how much time to walk around cities vs how much time to sit in cafes, how much time in churches (or mosques) and museums vs how ...
... to jewelry, pottery, saddles and of course mosaics. We didn’t have too much time here before heading to the final destination on the afternoon tour, Jardin Majorelle. Before going back to the bus, we strolled through the souk. It wasn’t nearly as hectic as the Fes medina but it was also around 3:00 pm. A quiet time in Marrakesh. Similar to Fes it was however, jammed packed with vendors in tiny, cramped in the narrow maze of ...
... br> Marrakech's souqs cater more to tourists rather than to locals. While the medina in Fez and Tangier are truly the hub of local commerce and watching locals do their shopping is part of the draw, Marrakech's medina appears too sanitized and one has the vague feeling of being in a Disney recreation.
Located in the northern part of the medina is Medresa Ben Yousef, a Koranic school founded in the 14th century under the Merenids. It ...
... and back to civilization, butts sore and walking bowl-legged. We had breakfast at our motel on the edge of the desert and said our goodbyes, Aziz was there to collect us and we were soon zooming west for new horizons. The heat comes up fast in North Africa; good thing it's October.
We were headed for the gorges to the north of Ouarzazate, Berber wailing on the car stereo and heat blasting us like a hundred giant hair dryers from the open windows. ...
... feeding the velociraptors in Jurassic Park. Shifting uneasily from side to side, sweating uncontrollably, stealing glances at the exit, oh how I wish I could but bolting just isn't an option. The bag will slow me down and I'll get lost.
So I sing, in a fashion...and clap (I'm rather proud of my clapping) and dance around and around, clearly panic-stricken and out of my depths and the children are paralysed. What by is a good question; curiosity ...