Travel Blogs from Marrakech
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.
... has air conditioning, so he got the prices for me. Marrakech to Meknes is a nearly 7-hour train ride, so I had to go with 1st Class; I just couldn't see sweltering for seven hours.
He also made an appointment for us at a spa for messages. We both woke up with migraines. Sigh. We both took Imitrex. Our appointment was for 1 pm, so we relaxed until then. Fortunately, Hunter's migraine went away. Mine improved quite a bit after I laid down for awhile.
... overloaded drive which had our eyes aching from the exposure to such natural rugged beauty.
Having come down through the mountains we took the opportunity to enjoy the serenity a little longer by stopping for lunch at a lovely cafe by the side of a dry river, with views up to yet another hillside village.
It wasn’t long before we were driving through the walls of the medina and checking into our riad, the delightful La Maison ...
... conditions the further in you go. We climbed to the top of the kasbah in 36 degree temperatures, not something I need to rush and do again. We have returned back to the riad for one last meal, a glass of wine or two and a good nights sleep before the trip back ...