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... point on the dusty driving tour, we entered a Bedouin tent set up out in the middle of the desert to enjoy tea (fabulous herbal blend of Cardamom and Sage) and biscuits before transferring back to the buses to go to Aqaba's King Hussein Airport for our flight to Marrakesh. The Bedouin tent was located 25 miles from the Saudi Arabia border. BACK IN THE BIG BLUE: Tricky flight out of Jordan today. Our pilots have to use great caution to keep us out of ...
... definitely be one of the top choices to stay at in Marrakesh, but we also love our small La Sultana hotel, since it is right in the midst of everything.
We have dinner with our group at the Moroccan restaurant in La Mamounia this evening, and we make good on our promise to each other to order the Moroccan salads for our meal this evening. We aren’t disappointed, as a large plate comes out with 15 different salads on it, ranging from some of ...
... St Laurent and to get a little aroused by it all.
In one corner of the shrubberies was a lingam like shrine to Yves's memory.
Two brightly clad and camp local youths arrived to briefly pay their respects. It seemed in that moment that we were in a pilgrimage place of gayness.
In one corner of the gardens were displayed Yves artworks on the theme of love, such a delight to see, and I just had to buy some of the prints.
... if the same thing happened to Liz. When she caught up to me, the look on her face confirmed that it had. We knew better than to make a fuss at airport security, especially in a place where such behaviour seemed to be par for the course and consequently, a place we were ready to leave.
The minute we stepped on board, the spell was broken and we were invisible once again in our own culture. We didn't know ...
... out that my replacement has started a series of exotic pirouettes which seem likely to throw him to the floor at any second but by some miracle of gravitational intervention, the boy saves himself everytime, hence the applause. The girl beside me has looped her arm through mine and is swinging her feet to the song and I decide that they're alright these kids, terrifying and predatory at first but then so were my Russian dwarf hamsters and they turned out alright.