Club les Almoravides
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- Continental Breakfast
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... wool cycle in a washing machine !
So, empty handed, we consoled ourselves with an ice cream and returned to the hotel. Resting feet, reading guide books and thinking about dinner ...
For dinner we zipped down to Le Jardin and had a very nice, if rather expensive meal. I had salmon tartare for starters, described by Lucia as "a bit weird but quite nice" and a sardine tajine for main. The girls had something else but ...
... a country where alcohol is not easily found (no drinks on this entire trip). And I have not found a cafe with a woman sitting alone - in fact I can only remember 2-3 times I saw a woman sitting at all (always with her husband). Only the men go out. So I don't find it comfortable. Of course it probably doesn't help that it's been quite chilly every day - I packed for ...
... or killed. Second his profligate ways put the country in so much debt that he had to ask the French for assistance, leading to the Protectorate that lasted until Moroccan independence in 1961. We asked what happened to the wives and children when the Sultan died and we were told they "just disappeared" This is the end of the official G Adventure trip. I am on my own for the next two days and have no plans. One young woman from the trip is also staying so we'll do something ...
... word around is that Yves spent a lot of his time with the wacky baccy and so his ''LOVE" collection was born. Just ask Mandy what it was like in 1968 when she was there for a year and I think you will hear a very funny story. An epiphany occurred when she was there and it is soooooo funny. So when we have dinner with you we shall delight you in this hilarious occurrence.
The next day we had a day trip out of Marrakech to the Atlas Mountains. We had our own driver ...
... her ****, but then he'd glance at me to see if I'd noticed and hesitation would set in. I like to think my presence at least prevented a certain amount of groping going on - for Lydia, at least. When the other two came out of the crowd they had both experienced numerous hands being run over their backsides.
On different days I made the trek out firstly to Jardin Menara, then latterly to Jardin Majorelle. The former wasn't really worth it. All it did was reinforce how ...