Hotel Club Campaville
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Got 1st class tix. had compartment to ourselves for awhile--laid down & slept. In Meknes 2 others came in.
Nice driver took us to the Cottages. Difficult to find, but he was very nice.
Got in our cottage, Sylvain showed us around. Went to the pool.
Laid down, not feeling well. A/C not working. Sylvain couldn't get it to work, so we moved to another cottage.
Dinner: chicken & couscous--delish.
We walked. It was hot.
Lunch at (name coming) on way to Jardin Majorelle. I was dying for some iced tea. Of course, there was nothing like that on the menu. I saw someone at a table with a glass of ice, and it occurred to me that I could make my own.
We ordered Salade Variee and The Noir with glasses of ice. The server looked at us with confusion, "Verres? Avec glacons?" Oui. He went over to make the tea, which was right in front of where ...
We had breakfast at the Riad at around 9 am. It was quite good with different breads/pastries, fresh orange juice, grapes, figs, a plum, English breakfast tea, fig and apricot jams, butter, and pancakes. There was also yogurt and cheese, but we didn't eat that--no more dairy for us.
Our host asked if I wanted him to get our train tickets for the 31st. He said because of Ramadan, the tickets might go quickly. So, of course, I said yes. I found out that only ...
... still to be released) And many more. Long drive over the Atlas Mountains, poor dad is really struggling. It's such a shame he couldn't have spent the day in bed. Oh forgot to mention, he's sick today. We have arrived in Marrakech. It's really hot. Our room has stairs that lead up to a rooftop garden and swimming pool. Dad is up there now, I think he is intending to sleep, but has no sunscreen on so I'm a little concerned that we will be dealing with sunburn ...
... proudly styled a luminous vest over his jabala. The night enveloped us and the shops stood glowing but abandoned as the men converged for Friday prayers in a makeshift room at the bottom of the village. We toasted hot chocolate and yoghurts and made our way back, lit by stars, up the hill to where the water course gurgled on and off during the night.
The ride out was wet. Fog dropped over the village after just an hour of sunshine inwhich I'd filled ...