Hotel Bouregreg Rabat
Angle Av. Hassan II et Rue Nador Rabat, Morocco
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Rabat, like a tourist
... walls of bright blue and white, quite a drastic change from the Medina. It reminded me alot of the Greek Isles like Mykonos and Santorini. Each residence had a unique, brightly painted door, which made it very interesting just to walk through all of the narrow pathways to see which door was the best. In addition to the residences, there was a nice platform from which to view the ocean and the surrounding areas of Rabat.
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Wonderful Rabat
... for a few moments went about our merry way. After walking past the lighthouse and vast cemetery we headed back into the Medina for another look around. We made back to the apartment and hung out until we went to eat. We just had some cheap food and packed it in for the night. That night we decided we were going to head for the city of Fez since our friend would be out of town until Monday evening. We packed our stuff that night and prepared for an early ...
Rabat and Ramadan
... medersa and deep zellij (decorative tilework) pool, along with the mihrab (prayer area), student quarters and lots of tilework on the walls and floors.
There were other small buildings outside, with tombs of saints close by, while other graves were also discernible. A murkier area contained a walled pool festooned with cats & kittens, deemd a 'bassin aux anguilles' that some women believe has special fertility qualities. This was a ...
Leaving Morocco
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"Two of my guys told me that they wanted to retire after this, because they couldn't see a way to top it,"he said. “I wake up at night with this fear that when we’re done, they’re allgoing to stand back and look at it and hang up their tools for good.”
Moroccans have a critical sense for perfection and a ...
Lost on a bus in Rabat
... not taking vistitors today, so we can take photos of the entrance from about 50 feet away, and that is it. Walk back to the bus. Short drive to the mausoleum holding the king's father, uncle, and grandfather. We are allowed in to see that. On the way back to the bus we get the first of the "sellers", with a most unusual sales cry. "One dollar!", they shout while waying their goods (scarves, necklaces, leather belts, cotton blouses). Oddly enough ...



