Hotel Marrakech le Semiramis

Address: Semlalia BP 525, Route de Casablanca, Marrakech, \N, Morocco | 4 star hotel
 
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Location

This 4 star hotel, located on Semlalia BP 525, Route de Casablanca, Marrakech, is near El Bahia Palace, Hammam Ziani, Arsat Moulay Abdeslam Cyber Park, and Ali Ben Youssef Mosque.
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          Activities

          • Restaurant
          • Swimming pool
          • Fitness/Health center
          • Bar/lounge

          Features

          • Free High-Speed Internet
          • Wheelchair accessibility
          • Free parking

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          • Business Services
          • Kids activities or Babysitting
           

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          Travel Blogs from Marrakech

          Fall Break Part I- Marrakech, Morocco

          A travel blog entry by mpenkoff on Oct 23, 2015

          6 photos

          ... me was terrifying! The snake-charmers played classic Moroccan music while surrounded by five or six cobras. My roommates and I steered clear from the snakes but we did have the opportunity to get a picture with two monkeys! It has been on my bucket list to get a picture with a monkey so I knew I had to do it.
          The next day, we visited Jardin Majorelle. My roommates and I jumped on a horse and carriage and were taken out of the old city walls and into the new ...

          Melting in Marrakech

          A travel blog entry by tobequitefrank on Jun 29, 2015

          2 comments, 9 photos

          ... was in the new city known as Guilez and, after unloading the minibus and saying farewell to our driver, we took off in the filthy heat to see the Jardin Majorelle gardens. Originally established by the painter Louis Majorelle, they are perhaps more famous for their purchase and restoration by Yves Saint Laurent. The gardens were immaculately kept, the rich colours of the pots and the studio bold and the Berber museum in the painter's old studio definitely worth ...

          Madness in Marrakech.

          A travel blog entry by emezzy on Aug 17, 2014

          2 photos

          ... the Marrakech tarmac, I felt nervous. Not only was my knowledge of Morrocco ****, as I looked at the signs that stood before me, my arabic was evidently not up to scratch (or more correctly, non-existent) and I had 5 euro in my wallet. The currency in Morocco, Dirham. Though, I joined the customs queue and sweated profusely for 120 minutes before boom. Without even glancing at me or my passport photo page.. I was in.


          Welcome to Morocco and the ...

          Day 15 Fes - Marrakech

          A travel blog entry by lindasarah on Jun 14, 2013

          16 photos

          ... Peregrine had to say. I had a quiet word also to him and he wasn't happy that we were splitting the group. The Spanish group thought we'd all go on the train. However over the couple days following my chat with Said, the "Spanish" group decided to not rock the boat and we would suffer in silence and go on the bus, with the exception of Kath. Late yesterday afternoon Said came bak to me and said we could go on the ...

          Dal Chabab

          A travel blog entry by clementinelarue on Feb 02, 2011

          ... 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 ...