Hotel Dar Zitoune
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- Swimming pool
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- Free High-Speed Internet
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... up ahead. Unbelievably, in the complex of shops, in with that gas station, was a pink motel.
Just What the Doctor Ordered
That pink motel was Motel Cafe-Restaurant Tizi n't and it turned out to be just what the doctor ordered.
The owner was obliging and made sure we had what we needed. The room was spacious and clean and the shower was hot. Wifi was ...
After an orange breakfast of little bread pancakes with orange jam and orange juice we headed out to an oasis about an hour away. We drove across the fertile Souss plains where all the fruit and veg for southern morocco are grown. From the bus we mostly saw Argan trees and wheat. The oasis was date palms and alfalfa and broad beans. They went to get donkeys from the small town and we had a little ride. Danny walked, which is lucky for the ...
... with a spring of water underneath it… I wonder… why is it so important for people to feel connected to a place? Many people from Assaka have lived in big cities and foreign countries where they can buy homes, earn a decent wage and enjoy all the comforts of modern life. What do they really need this village for? Is it just for that warm feeling you get knowing that “this is the place where I belong?”
I think ...
... s something that it’s not…
I reach the gate at the opposite side of the pseudo-medina, with no luck with hotels. I hate retracing my steps, especially when I already know I’m not going to find what I want back this way—so I try to look for an alternate way zigzagging the side alleys… finally I find a hotel and call it a night. It’s been a long day.
... It is like an Oasis. There is a pool (full of English tourists) and a lovely garden. The orange crop was in full bloom last month, yet the scent still lingers in places. I will never forget the sounds of the birds here. It sounds like music. There are doves calling softly, song birds singing and other birds adding percussion with soft chirps.
It was a truly unforgettable day – in which I learned to truly appreciate how many faces the land of Morocco ...