Amalay Hotel Marrakech

Situé en plein coeur de la médina, à quelques pas du port et de la plage, le Riad Chakir Mogador est le lieu privilégié de votre escale à Essaouira.


Cette maison d'hôtes, entièrement restaurée dans le pur respect des traditions et de l'architecture ...

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Shane, dad and I
were seen off by Olga on another warm clear morning and it was sad to leave. We
flew from Split to London, had a stereotypical curry in an airport pub and then
flew to Marrakech. The immigration queues were achingly slow (literally in
dad’s case as his legs were killing him standing still for so long) and the
Moroccan stamp was **** in the end. But we were there.

Coming in ...

From the fun flats of Marrakech...we made our way to the High Atlas mountains for well...mountains of magnificent hiking and views.

Jebel Toubkal stands at 4200m above sea level and at that is the highest most point in northern Africa and also a bit of a mission! We made it up the mighty mountain in a few days and did some sleeping, sun burning and Scrabble in there as well. An absolutely incredible adventure!

Back down and all set to embark on a road trip to Fez!

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... reminds me of India and all the experiences i had there that live on in my mind but it is an odd amalgamation of the western and traditional. The main square is a magical place where all is alive by night and oh so chilled and interesting in the day.

We did a couple of days exploration of all it had to offer and then onwards AND upwards...

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... with a stick….he’s telling the couple in front not to step over the red line until it’s their turn to see the 2 guys in the booth – just heads cause they have low chairs – one of whom is working. Our turn to move forward….I hang ten the red line but, too bad, the line-cop was gone. We decide we’d better meet the policeman/customs officer in the booth one-at-a-time….I go first; no ...

... first impressions El Badi Palace
can appear more grave-like than the Saadian Tombs with its haunting
yellow ruins, inhabiting storks and underground dungeons.
In contrast,
the elegant Saadian tombs fizz quietly with stone carvings as
delicately intricate as lace adorning archway after archway. This
subtly prepares you for the Dar Si Saad Museum, which is positively
effervescent. Every design radiates out from a single shape ...

... be an incredible picture to shoot at each and every corner, but the people here really get a fit when you take a picture of them. The Egyptians seemed far more relaxed about this. Pull out a camera here and you will feel like a rapist in a monastery. No telephoto lens is long enough. They will spot you. I started shooting out of the hip like John Wayne, without looking through the viewfinder, but I got caught. When ...

Um grupo de desconhecidos encontram-se na Portela as 7.00 da manhã de
25 de Abril, apresentam-se e aqui nasce uma amizade. Uma amizade que
foi ficando muito coesa durante esses curtos 8 dias de aventura que
passamos. Momentos difíceis. Momentos divertidos, muitos momentos muito
divertidos, alias a maior parte deles.
Um pais com uma cor fantástica, com uma cultura estranha, mas muito viva e marcada, resumindo um pais que me fascinou.
Marrakech ...

... of course): Hello: Marhabat Good bye: Ma Salama Thank you: Chon Cra Good luck: Had Si-eed Happy dreams: Ah Halem Si-eeda Tomorrow night: Radin Masa-n In exchange, we taught him the English words "sleepy" and "tired", since he only knew them in French. What a guy... Next step for us is a trek out into the Sahara on camel back - thanks to Matt and Carolyn for suggesting that one. The Sahara Desert: So we were picked up early Thursday morning May 31st in this beat up Land Rover ...

... some type of bag over his shoulder. The next time we saw him he was above us, apparently taking a more direct line to the top than our switchback-filled route of gasping and moaning. The third time we saw him was upon reaching the top of the pass, a 3-hour climb, where he sat quietly with his back against a rock, an assortment of soft drinks arranged neatly beside him. Welcome to the Tizi 'n Tacheddirt Refreshment Stand. I must say, that was one of the few times I didn't ...