L'Heure Bleue Palais
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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... taxi at the medina. Getting basic bearings and setting myself along the right street by asking some locals. Unfortunately, there arent a lot of street signs everywhere in Morocco and in the medinas those types of signs are more the exception than the rule. Consequently, I missed a turn or two and found myself and the locals I asked unaware of where the street Ben Ali Sidi Daoud, the street the hostel was on, was located. Eventually an enterprising street cleaner offered to show me ...
... little spot. A tad smelly but not too bad. Then he took us to a very local spot where they cooked our food and we sat around eating it with bread and coke. It was delicious. Cost around 60 dirham each. Yum! After that I headed off and posted some postcards (first ones - proud of myself. I'm not good with postcards!). Wandered around the market for a while and bought some little bowls. No more ...
... to seeing how things turn out with this project after investing so much into it. Most of all, I'm really going to miss these monkeys. We came here to study personality in Barbary macaques, and let me tell you, they have quite the personalities. I have spent twelve hours per day, six days per week with them for six months! It is sad to say goodbye without the promise of Facebook friend requests from them like I have for my coworkers- the monkeys are ...
... in the 'prickly bush' camp. I proceeded to drink a fair bit of red wine and get the giggles. At our tent we found that we'd left it open and remembering the previous scorpion escapade I made Becci go through my sleeping bag, sleeping bag liner, pillow etc... to make sure there was no scorpion. Once she'd done mine I told her I thought the tent was ok and she didn't have to worry with her own stuff!! I'm such a great tent buddy!! ...
... in the house. It was hard to be around. And Anna, having cared devotedly for Liz was now coming down with some lurgy herself.
I was glad to get away from that riad and back out into the medina.
A small girl led me, Anna, Liz and Akila to the hammam for which we rewarded her a couple of dirhams. I'd experienced the hammam before, at Rissani on my previous trip to Morocco. This was similar but more crowded, a very basic stone floor to crouch down upon, buckets ...