Kasbah Le Mirage
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- Swimming pool
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... wool cycle in a washing machine !
So, empty handed, we consoled ourselves with an ice cream and returned to the hotel. Resting feet, reading guide books and thinking about dinner ...
For dinner we zipped down to Le Jardin and had a very nice, if rather expensive meal. I had salmon tartare for starters, described by Lucia as "a bit weird but quite nice" and a sardine tajine for main. The girls had something else but ...
... a country where alcohol is not easily found (no drinks on this entire trip). And I have not found a cafe with a woman sitting alone - in fact I can only remember 2-3 times I saw a woman sitting at all (always with her husband). Only the men go out. So I don't find it comfortable. Of course it probably doesn't help that it's been quite chilly every day - I packed for ...
Today we drove through the High Atlas Mountains and you can forget what I said yesterday about their height relative to the Middle Atlas - they rise to over 13,000 feet. We drove through the Tizi-N-Tichka Pass - a spectacular sight. Of course the road is narrow, for 100 km there were no straight sections, the road was washed out and somewhat patched in many areas and there were a dozen or more places where something had crashed through the guardrail (and presumably plunged to ...
... is a huge array of menu items offered, from freshly squeezed juices, to delicately prepared cookies, and the couscous and tangines that Morocco is famous for, as well as some very unique items. One of the local delicacies is sheep’s head, and we see them all lined up in a row, waiting to be added to a delectable dish when purchased. Another local delicacy is lamb’s brain, and we see these diminutive, squishy but ...
... trip, and I emphasise trying We did eventually head out around 4pm. I had told Gab I was taking her somewhere to surprise her, god knows what was going through her head trying to work out if I was actually doing something nice or being a bit stupid (keep them guessing I say!). Anyway turns out it is the former as I take her to the Museo Photographia which she loves and even I enjoy it. After wards we wonder through the souks slowly making our way ...