Al Fassia Aguedal
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- Shuttle bus service
- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Swimming pool
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Had a decent sleep, even though it felt like I was sleeping on boards. Probably good for me anyway. Breakfast was a boiled egg, bread roll and a kind of croissant with butter and jam, a freshly squeezed orange juice and a heart starter coffee. Actually that's the type of breakfast I prefer. I can't eat a cooked breakfast too early in the morning. Did all my washing. Already a weeks worth. I then headed off up to the Djemaa El ...
... airport (about 45 min journey). Of course I was early (very!). No surprises there. Had to do a little reshuffle of my suitcase to get it down to 20kg. Overloaded my daypack but got everything in ok. Including the handbag. Only 1 piece of hand luggage on Easyjet flights. The flight to Morocco was around 3 hours and was fine. The seats were quite comfy and a bit lower to the ground so all ...
... ornaments, by joking with the vendor using all the clichés that had been used on us for the last several weeks. Stephen invited him into his own shop and tried to sell him an ornament. He seemed to like the banter and the fun of it and Stephen left the shop with a smile and a bonus gift. So perhaps this is how it is done, not to take them too seriously otherwise you are trapped.
We actually set out to go to the ...
... to tap our feet and clap our hands only to find that people had started to surround us and join in, fancy creating entertainment in this most famous of squares.
Back at the riad we again adjourned to the terrace where we were joined by Dom, Rob and Urshula. It was so nice finishing the evening sitting up there under a star filled sky sipping on the last of our Baileys and laughing the night away. Such a fitting end to an exceptional travel ...
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 ...