Sofitel Rabat Jardin des Roses

Address: PO Box 450, Souissi, Rabat, 10000, Morocco | 5 star hotel
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This 5 star hotel, located on PO Box 450, Souissi, Rabat, is near Beaches of Essaouira, Chellah, Hassan Tower, and Downtown Rabat.
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    Travel Blogs from Rabat

    Road to Morocco

    A travel blog entry by grant_julie on Apr 11, 2015

    26 photos

    ... sits in from of his computer and the officer beckons for Grants passport.

    He checks on his computer, enters Grants passport details and also a 7 digit number and then stamps that number into his passport and says ‘Moto’. Understood. This is the number you show if you are stopped by police check points and so forth registering the machine in Morocco.

    Mr Unofficial leads him back to the bike and Jules. He leaves and ...

    Who Cares About Jewish History Anyways?

    A travel blog entry by alleifer on Oct 26, 2014

    2 comments, 68 photos

    ... structure that Raphy restored. For me, this village in the Atlas Mountains epitomizes one of the “Arbah Kanfot Haaretz” – one of the ends of the earth – that G-d promised to gather up the Jews from after their long period of exile was to be over.

    Each day we have lectures by Eliezer. He acknowledges that we can’t know for sure about the origins of the Jews of the Berber Atlas regions because theirs was an oral tradition about coming ...

    World Wide Web of Words

    A travel blog entry by campelis on Mar 26, 2014

    ... mind race a little stronger, just to see how far it can get.

    The man next to me just lit his last smoke, then he'll go home. Go out. Go somewhere. I'll watch him leave from the post I've made in the corner of this fog machine room and imagine the moment I too get to be the one someone watches leave.

    And hopefully it'll be with a pitch in tow.

    Cheers to finding some pertinent truth in a world wide web of words.


    A Blue City

    A travel blog entry by campelis on Feb 02, 2014

    16 photos

    ... in the salt that floats through the ocean air; A density that breaths saturation into everything around me. The world feels as though its dripping with beauty. Each smile I share with Mama Hafida, I feel in my bones, and each step I take on the garbage strewn shore, I could retrace in my mind with seashells marking each toe.

    This place is something special.

    The bluest of cities is anything but blue.


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    A travel blog entry by travelsofmary on Oct 02, 2013

    6 photos

    ... snapping at everyone to shut up. Not the greatest way to leave behind my family, but they know I love them.

    Nothing too exciting happened the first week or so here. I moved in with my host family, who are simply amazing. Not to brag or anything, but I have my own room which is cleaned every day, every meal is homemade (and when I say homemade, even the cheese, bread jam, etc. is made in that kitchen. The mint leaves come from the garden. You can taste the ...