Kenzi Basma Casablanca
35, Avenue Moulay Hassa 1er Casablanca, 20 000, Morocco
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Casablanca
Casablanca is a bustling metropolis located on the Atlantic coast. It is the largest city and the industrial capital of Morocco. It was only a minor town until developed by the French protectorate in the early 20th century as a shipping port. Since it was such a modern place, there was little of touristic interest. Our first stop was the King …
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Casablanca, where's my luggage?
... side of the mosque's foundation. The mosque has a retractable roof, can hold 25,000 worshipers, and has the tallest minaret in the world.
It is obvious that Casablanca is trying to make this area of the city high class and a real tourist destination. There is lots of new construction and beautiful buildings with well manicured gardens, but there still exists quite a juxtaposition with crumbling buildings, ...
Casablanca
... me get in 'privately', but I still had to pay the conventional rate of £10 equivalent, to see inside. The Muslim lady who worked there was very lovely talking to me and another guy was really helpful too, but maybe Allah didn't see any misdeeds! I was just over the moon that they'd been kind enough to get me in!
If anything had made me glad I'd come to Casablanca, it was the mosque, so I had quite a skip in my step as I walked the ...
Casablanca In Less Than 24 Hours
... fried fish flavoured with garlic and coriander. Before heading back to our hotel we walked to a vantage point to get a view of the Hassan II Mosque by night. We watched with great anticipation until it got dark enough for the high powered laser from its 200 metre high minaret to become visible in the night sky. The bright green laser projects in the can be seen up to 35 kilometres away on a clear night. After this it was back to our hotel for good night’s ...
Arrival in Africa
... my first impression of Morocco and of Africa was pretty simple: dark. Dark and humid. Jet lag is not pretty and I was a wreck, but thankfully my driver picked me up (note to self: always, always, always book the airport transfer when it's available. So much nicer.), found me an ATM, and got me safely to my hotel. He even tried to teach me a few words in Arabic, but mostly we chatted in French while I struggled to keep my eyes ...



