Riad de l'Orientale
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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... invited into another private home for a party with locals. Our host's mansion is a treat for the senses, with birdcages everywhere filling the space with beautiful melodies. Unfortunately my cell phone images of the party aren't up to my usual standards, but you will get the idea. The tour is certainly off to a wonderful ...
... we twist and turn through narrow alleys to a door which opens into a historic home steeped in Moroccan traditions. Our gracious host has thrown a lavish party, and invited some of the locals – one of whom has owned a Riad here for over 30 years (he hails from South Dakota originally). This wonderful gentleman has amazing stories to tell, and he invites us to his home for a party tomorrow night. We are overwhelmed, and gratefully ...
... for the fifth day we went up to Fes for the day and where we saw more of the same followed by another journey.
On the last day we did a variety of activities from camel treks to quad biking which was a nice change from the religious tour of the country we had done. Having finished about 2 hours of quad-biking, we went home and after about 3 hours on s plane we arrived back in a much colder, much rainier England. ...
... overloaded drive which had our eyes aching from the exposure to such natural rugged beauty.
Having come down through the mountains we took the opportunity to enjoy the serenity a little longer by stopping for lunch at a lovely cafe by the side of a dry river, with views up to yet another hillside village.
It wasn’t long before we were driving through the walls of the medina and checking into our riad, the delightful La Maison ...
So there we were, alone on top of a rooftop terrace in Morocco accompanied only by the occasional stray cats and a band of Moroccan musicians who made up for what the lacked in musical ability with stubborn enthusiasm that seemed to transcend language. They had us up and dancing with them every other song, and we were having so much fun we didn't even mind our delicious tagines going cold. The head waiter would poke her head up on ...