Hotel By Beldi
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- Shuttle bus service
- Tennis Court
- Continental Breakfast
- Adult pool
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... I was over bartering for the day. We ended up back on the main square. As it was now gone 6pm, all the food stalls were setting up. Piles of mint and meat were moving around, along with many benches and people. Some stalls were already up and running, serving food. These stalls are mostly frequented by locals - all the seats were already full! Griddles of meat on sticks steaming away. We made our way back to the hotel and got back just after 7pm. Whilst the streets are a ...
... time, the interior was changed to some degree; closing up original doorways, adding other doors and windows at odd places. Pasha John, his harem of one, and Pierre could have lived here just fine thank you very much!
We had about 45 minutes to explore the Jamaa el Fna square and marketplace. UNESO has given the square a special designation: Masterpiece of the Oral and Intangible Heritage of Humanity. Whew - long title. This square is ...
... subtitles but prepared to sit through the whole thing if it was in French, surely we could learn something. The movie started, it was in French with English subtitles - phew!
It was a really good movie and we all really enjoyed. There were a lot of laughs as we walked out of the movie along the red carpet. It was very much a case of - I can't believe that actually worked. It was a great way to finish our time in Morocco before our flight out the next ...
... and helping her extended family. She was extremely pretty and I gave her a hug, but was told by Greg (who was an English friend of Mustafa) that this isn't acceptable in Muslim culture and a simple kiss on alternating cheeks is the norm. Thankfully, she didn' show any bridling at the time & I suspect it's a throwback to husbandry jealousy.
Our evening found us back in the square, eating at one of the local eateries set up at night in the ...
... feeding the velociraptors in Jurassic Park. Shifting uneasily from side to side, sweating uncontrollably, stealing glances at the exit, oh how I wish I could but bolting just isn't an option. The bag will slow me down and I'll get lost.
So I sing, in a fashion...and clap (I'm rather proud of my clapping) and dance around and around, clearly panic-stricken and out of my depths and the children are paralysed. What by is a good question; curiosity ...