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Hotel Majestic Rabat

121, Av. Hassan II Rabat, Morocco

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One camel, two camel, red fish, blue fish

A travel blog entry by hdh

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With its whitewashed walls and Santorini blue shutters Essaouira seems to shimmer on the coast like a displaced desert mirage. Only the inland medina walls, the ramparts dropping to the sea and the slowly disintegrating "sand castle" fortress at the other end of the curved bay are cappuchino. Almost all of Essaouira sits inside the medina walls. …

A Whole New World!

A travel blog entry by mathesonduo

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Our five day journey through Morocco was nothing short of a MUST WRITE HOME ABOUT EXPERIENCE! It all started on Thurday night at 1:00 am as we prepared ourselves to take the overnight bus to Madrid in order to catch an early flight into Casablanca. Every hour we save by traveling overnight is well worth the fatigue and dark circles when the payoff …

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Rabat, like a tourist

A travel blog entry by tsjackson

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... landscape. It gives a perspective of the enormity of the size of the mosque and each pillar also gives people a slim shadow from which to hide from the sun. On my way out of the grounds, I was going against the flow of a stampede of people on their way to worship at the mosque as the call to prayer had just begun on the loud speakers.

Now, after seeing the Medina, Kasbah, and Mausoleum, I decided it was time for lunch. I ...

Rabat and Ramadan

A travel blog entry by lyncraven

... huge the complex must have been.

In a nearby rather more grandiose building, stood the Mausoleum of Mohammed V (containing the present king's father and grandfather Hassan II (as in Casablanca mosque) and I think his mother or grandmother. It's a highly decorated room of marble, gold, patterned tilework (zellij), with flags on golden stands etc and all immaculately presented. Looking down from a surrunding higher gallery, the whole appearance is ...

Lost on a bus in Rabat

A travel blog entry by sudell

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... where we first got caught by the marathon, and the guide got out and called someone on his cell phone. A period of shouting, gesticulating and smoking ensuded before he hung up and got back on the bus tto tell us that we were going to walk to the restaurant from here. As it turned out, we were a block away, up a little side street that our bus could NEVER have negotiated.
The food was fine (Moroccan red wine, flatbread, marinated vegetables, ...