TravelPod Member ReviewsRabat-Chellah Hotel
Very nice place, but I prefer a more homey type place. This is big business all the way. If you want to get a feel for the real Morocco, don't pick this one. Food was ok but nothing local or special about it, caters to Americans who want American food. Although one can probably guess that by the photos and it was the tour company that made our choices for us unfortunately.
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