Hotel Hilton Rabat
PO Box 450, Souissi, (formerly Hilton Rabat) Rabat, 10000, Morocco
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Grand Prix of Morocco
Last Sunday Doc took us to the Moroccan National Grand Prix of horse jumping, which took place in Rabat. After a two plus hour drive from Fez to Rabat, we all had to use the restroom. So Doc stopped at his other home away from home, the Hilton Rabat!!! As we drove up to this immense building, there were your usual Rolls-Royces and Bentleys parked …
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Rabat, like a tourist
... left, I hope to make a little progress.
I did NOT have a good night's sleep. I was awakened repeatedly by a man yelling the same thing over and over throughout the night in the square across from my hotel. Also, at about 6AM construction started in the building next to my hotel and the continuous pulse of a hammer started and never stopped. I have been accustomed to sleeping through some loud, incessant noises in the past, so I did ...
Wonderful Rabat
... by the end and passed out by the time we made it home.
Wednesday Guillaume and I slept in late. We took our sweet time getting out into the world. We had a nice breakfast/lunch at a place near by. Then we took off walking to the Medina. It was great to wander the little streets and see the shops. Even though it's cramped, crowded, and easy to get lost in there is definitely something magical about it. We came out of the Medina by the ...
Rabat and Ramadan
... are! I particularly liked the find of a terracotta gladiator that was on display!
Carrying on walking south and out of town to Sala Colonia (a Roman city) and the city of Chellah (a Merenid necropolis), this 12-1400s area looked fantastic, like a fortified castle/medina with fine perimeter walls. This lovely city (now called Chellah) was first occupied by the Phoenicians but was taken over by the Romans in Ad40. Later abandoned for a preferential ...
Rondez vous in Rabat
... the streets of the Medina at night had become a make shift shopping center with people setting up stalls in the middle of the street (quite an interesting experience). They were flogging everything from shoes and clothes to books and thousands of bootleg DVDs.
Back at the hotel, we planned our day trip to Casablanca for tomorrow and I also, under strict orders from Peter, washed my socks in the sink as he said they were a biohazard! (I think he may be right on this one!)
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