Hotel El Bahia
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... the Saadi Dynasty. Personally, most of us were surprised how unexotic This part of Morroco was. It reminded us alot of Jamaica, with leanto shacks and little landscaping. Many buildings were unfinished. We started our trip at the Dar Litoune Hotel. A lovely traditional Morrocan hotel with extensive gardens and an orange orchard. After refreshing ourselves with Morrocan Mint tea and pastries, we headed for the ancient battlements surrounding the city of Taroudant. ...
We waved Essaouira goodbye and jumped on the bus south to another tourist hotspot on the coast, Agadir. As a modern city with no old town or Medina it was a different vibe around Agadir. Resorts, shops and restaurants dominated the town with a LA like boulevard to match. Arriving late in the afternoon we grabbed some dinner at the English Pub and headed down along the boulevard to take in the site and sounds of Agadir ...
... sweet but pathologically needy house cat. Dinner was unfortunately a bit disappointing: a beef tagine that we not-so-affectionately dubbed “Moroccan pot roast”, as it lacked the spices that make Moroccan food so delicious. Overall, I think it was excellent choice for a last night, but if I had to do the day over again, I would have opted for a drive through Paradise Valley (northwest of Agadir), rather than along the ...
... French and Berber but only a little English. The guy who had booked the tour told us because not many English speakers come this far south there aren’t many guides who speak it. So off we went not really having much of an idea what the itinerary was. We headed into the mountains of the Anti Atlas. The views were stunning and we were met on the road by donkeys and camels that are owned by the Nomads of the region. We passed ...
Through a supreme effort of will I made it out to a restaurant where I gorged on half a Sprite, one triangle of stale bread and 5 mouthfuls of Moroccan soup before returning to bed, exhausted and nauseous, where I entertained myself by lying painfully awake and worrying myself even sicker about the 5 hour taxi and bus journey to Marrakech I had planned for the following day.
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