JM Suites Hotel Casablanca

... They also really like Americans because they look at us and just see dollar signs. Don Fez drove us in a van all around the city today and he was A LOT of help, but he gets paid to give tours by the government. We heard you tip them about 200 dirham as a group. When he dropped us back at the train station he said we all owed him 200 dirham. We got ripped off, but we had such a good time and he was so helpful. I mean where anywhere else could you have a personal tour ...

... I've only been here for five days! 3. The coffee and tea: the coffee is very strong, but I'm developing a taste for it. The mint tea is usually sweet, and different than how it tasted in China. It is also usually served in a small glass as opposed to a mug or small tea cup. I'm trying to master ...

... is a good place to stroll along the corniche (oceanside promenade), especially at night. It has plenty of seafood restaurants and nightclubs. Just a few miles/kilometers north of Casablanca are some beach resorts, such as Mohammedia, where there's a golf course popular with Europeans. The only good hotel, however, had its beach spoiled by the nearby petroleum plant. All in all, we feel that there are better resorts elsewhere in the country. Casablanca is 60 mi/100 km ...

... can smell so different. There are over 200 mosques in Casablanca, 20 synagogues and only four churches. Of the four churches there is only one that holds services weekly. The services are held in French on Sundays mainly because the majority of Christians trace their roots back to France since Morocco gained their independence from them not long ago in '56. The church does not look like anything special from outside but inside the walls are completely ...

... and waiting on the customs line i was fortunate to meet jessica. she is an american that was here for two years with the peace corp, met her husband here, and is now working in iraq. she was a godsend! she is fluent in arabic and she was able to help me sort out the lost luggage issue at the airport. afterwards we took the train in to the city and had a late lunch. it was so wonderful to get the help and ...

... friend - someone please tell me if it means otherwise!). Girls - once you see the photo of him you will see why we don't mind at all :) There are 6 of us all up - 4 Aussies, 1 Brit (the only male, poor guy), 1 American. All are really nice people and we think this will be a good group to travel with. After sorting out dinner - we had our first tagine and cous cous - we went to bed - leaving for Rabat tomorrow!

... tiled stairway into a hallway with people dressed up and beating drums. They took our picture with them and we entered the restaurant past a musical group dressed up and playing traditional instruments. We sat at big tables and were immediately joined by a person in traditional dress and a photographer snapped our picture with him. Our first course consisted of "appetizers" family-style of beets, marinated carrots, potatoes, spicy lentils, some sort ...

... of time to spare. I checked in no probs (although the check-in chick said to me 'Why do you want to go to Casablanca for? wtf?!!) and then sourced an envelope from the newsagent. I wrote my ski application and popped it in the post then went through immigration and read the trash mags. I bought a few of them and some chocies and managed to get rid of all my Lira... The plane was a bit late and we arrived in ...

... up from Bergerac to Perigueux, and then on to Orly airport. Lynn (an american assistant in Perigueux) and I flew into Casablanca on saturday night, 22nd feb, got to the hotel at 3 in the morning after the unsurprising problems with ATM machines and taxi drivers.. 23 feb - Casablanca - met the tour guide, Jamal from the Atlas mountains, and spent the afternoon exploring this unimpressive city and its far more impressive beach at Ain Diab. Met our driver that ...

... hard currency - dirham. I looked for a place to change money, but there wasn't any but fortunately there was an ATM so that saved me for now. After that I went to the Information Desk, where the first thing I saw was smoke coming up from the other side of the counter. The smoking man lifted his head and greeted me with a smile.<br><br>I found my way to the correct train to Casablanca, which cost me 35 dh. From the train station I took a taxi. It was a funky ...