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Got 1st class tix. had compartment to ourselves for awhile--laid down & slept. In Meknes 2 others came in.
Nice driver took us to the Cottages. Difficult to find, but he was very nice.
Got in our cottage, Sylvain showed us around. Went to the pool.
Laid down, not feeling well. A/C not working. Sylvain couldn't get it to work, so we moved to another cottage.
Dinner: chicken & couscous--delish.
... sitting. He double checked again, making sure he understood what I wanted: tea in the teapot, ice in the glasses. Oui. I really think he had no idea what we were doing.
Once the black tea had steeped, I slowly poured it over the ice. Voila! Iced tea. So happy. Of course, we only had enough ice for one glass, but by the time we drank that, the rest of the tea in the pot had cooled down considerably (and so had we), so it all worked out very well. The salads were amazing too.
... which is great.
We went out and about again at around 6 pm, ready for dinner. We walked around quite a bit, looked for Jmaa El Fna, but never found it. We tried to find a cafe or something a little more "authentic," but nothing was open that we could find. We decided on this restaurant at a hotel (name coming). I was afraid it wouldn't be very good, but we walked in, and I mouthed to Hunter, "Wow." And she vigorously nodded her head.
We sat by the ...
... mint tea and cookies. Our host went through some hot tips/things to know, asked what we wanted to do, etc. He is going to arrange a day tour out to the Ourika Valley that will include visiting a Berber village and house, an Argan oil cooperative, carpet cooperative, camel riding, and maybe the some waterfalls.
He also took my French phone and had it unlocked so it would work here in Morocco, plus put some time on it for me. Our room was being cleaned, so ...
6am came around faster than I'd hoped and we traipsed out to the Medina to catch a mini-bus to the Sahara with a few people from our hostel who also happened to book the same trip. Was handy as I wasn't quite awake enough to navigate through the streets to the main square.
After a bit of bus confusion I ended up getting a seat squished under the armpit of an ex-army guy and his very apologetic lovely girlfriend. Kat and I pretty much ended up ...