Travel Blogs from Marrakech
Got 1st class tix. had compartment to ourselves for awhile--laid down & slept. In Meknes 2 others came in.
Nice driver took us to the Cottages. Difficult to find, but he was very nice.
Got in our cottage, Sylvain showed us around. Went to the pool.
Laid down, not feeling well. A/C not working. Sylvain couldn't get it to work, so we moved to another cottage.
Dinner: chicken & couscous--delish.
We walked. It was hot.
Lunch at (name coming) on way to Jardin Majorelle. I was dying for some iced tea. Of course, there was nothing like that on the menu. I saw someone at a table with a glass of ice, and it occurred to me that I could make my own.
We ordered Salade Variee and The Noir with glasses of ice. The server looked at us with confusion, "Verres? Avec glacons?" Oui. He went over to make the tea, which was right in front of where ...
... which is great.
We went out and about again at around 6 pm, ready for dinner. We walked around quite a bit, looked for Jmaa El Fna, but never found it. We tried to find a cafe or something a little more "authentic," but nothing was open that we could find. We decided on this restaurant at a hotel (name coming). I was afraid it wouldn't be very good, but we walked in, and I mouthed to Hunter, "Wow." And she vigorously nodded her head.
We sat by the ...
... And that was after we had to find our way across the River on what they termed 'a bridge', in order to get lunch! Man, you have to work for it in Marrakech. We met some crazy 'Geordie Girls' on our bus trip. A trio of girlfriends who had decided to head to Marrakech for a girls weekend! Because they can!! They were lots of fun and two of them were lawyers.......go figure. We will definitely catch up with the 'crazies' again! One of the things Morocco is known for is ...
... two men stopped their car for us, Abdallah and Hassan, who lived in a village not so far from Tiznit.
After which we were picked up by Joel, who had actually driven past us the once, and then did an unexpected reverse of his van to get us. This was such an fortunate lift for us as he was going all the way to Casablanca in the north of Morocco and Marrakesh was on his route.
Joel wore a Berber pale blue robe and worked for the Institute of Fisheries. In his ...