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... started to walk back.
My dad realised that we need to walk down some more and there we were in the medina.
We walked around and I found myself a luck charm that is only found in Morocco.
We took a taxi back because we were to tired to walk back.
But are taxi driver took us to the wrong train station.
So we took another taxi to the right one and we headed home.
We chilled and ate pastries for ...
... was established by a woman even though women weren't allowed to attend. The attached Mosque can hold 20,000 worshippers. Lunch was nice, the salad was 6 different dished. My main was mixed kebab skewers and delicious. Desert was fruit salad consisting of whole bananas, apples and oranges. Back into the markets and Cath bought a lovely cashmere shawl. Her bargaining skills came to the fore and negotiated the price down from 750 to 500 dirhams. It was a very interesting ...
... appalled and said the equivalent of "You've got to be joking!", so we went to the second taxi, who said he would set the meter. We got in.
... Dirhams for a British Pound. One thing you quickly notice is the rather slower pace of life - with my driver nowhere in sight to pick me up. He was supposed to be standing there, with a beaming smile and a placard with my name spelt out in big letters. After a good 10 minutes, I noticed a chap busily talking to another fellow, with the placard nicely rolled up - he quickly opened it as I approached him asking to see to see if this was the magical placard - and so it was. Off we ...
... to our swim bottoms in front of about ten other women in the lobby. Releasing some inhibitions, we did as we were told and were guided into the sauna. There were approximately sixty to eighty other bodies of all shapes, sizes and ages bathing with buckets of water in the steamy room. The three of us sat around awkwardly for what felt like an eternity, cracking jokes and making casual conversation. Finally, a woman rubbed soap over us one by one. The soap burned into our eyes ...