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TravelPod Member ReviewsHotel Astrid Casablanca
A nice little hostel right in the heart of town. Decent rooms for a budget hotel and very clean. Staff friendly and helpful. Great breakfast available at supplement...good value. The only downside is no safety deposit box...they tell you it's safe to leave in your room but we would never take that chance!
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May 12, 2014
Today's sightseeing agenda included the Hassan II Mosque and Rick's Cafe.
It's already over? Really? Really? Yes unfortunately it is but before we part it is only fitting for a last hurrah and to share some of my thoughts of our trip some of our favorite and least favorite parts and if it lived up to our expectations. I have to say a month goes far to fast when you are traveling and really is not enough to really get to know a country but is a good first date. <b>A SUMMARY:</b> Morocco is a country we both wanted to visit but unlike other countries ...
... further than that! Vickie was great enough to get a picture! And there’s no toilet paper or anything and even though there appears to be running water, the center of the room was lined with buckets of water on a ledge for hand washing. I totally understand that I shouldn’t expect everything to be Westernized but this place was designed by a man from France! I mean really?
The building was commissioned by King Hassan II ...
... was spending more time looking at us then at the road.
We drove past a mosque filled with men dressed in long gowns. The taxi driver explained to us that the men are all praying as it is the third day of ramadan. Ramadan is held annually on the ninth month of the Islamic Calendar. During this month it is obligatory for adult muslims to refrain from food, drink, smoking, sex and swearing from sunrise to sunset. Ramadan is done to teach ...
... numerous collective taxis shuttling folks back and forth. And then, I take a little sideroad... and there it is... the Mohamed V airport. It feels a little strange to be coming here and not going anywhere. I have so many memories of this place as my launching out point on so many adventures... Italy... Egypt... Turkey... the US... Now I just walk around, seeing people heading out on grand journeys, while I'm just strolling through the neighborhood. I'm surprised to see a ...