L'Heure Bleue Palais
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Swimming pool
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... soaked it up with a groaning basket of fresh, springy bread, a delicious salty salad the perfect accompaniment to the sweet, charred flesh.
Our belt buckles straining, we paid the modest bill and then made our way to the wide, palm-fringed main square - the Place Moulay El Hassan - where locals and tourists alike we were sipping their mint tea and enjoying watching the huge variety of people wandering by. Locals wheeled carts, robed men stopped to exchange ...
... help extricate the passengers and driver, their belongings strewn like a trail of rubbish. Another hour passed, then we stopped for lunch. The rain withdrew. Farass knows what we like, so we went to a street restaurant for locals in a small town and pulled up chairs and tables on a verandah beside the main road. Bruce and Farass chose cuts of meat from hanging carcasses, Kerry and Avril ordered tea, while I struck up a conversation in simple Spanish with a guy who wandered ...
... blue and white fishing port with a reputation for strong winds, attracting hippies in the old days, and wind surfers today.
It had a fortified wall, lots of seagulls and fishing boats, a Medina and souk and we happily spent our time wandering around looking at everything. Jen finally got her Tarjine pot - for about AU$6 !
We met Hamid for lunch and he treated us to a goodbye seafood feast at the fish market. Every kind of seafood was there and he bought way ...
... last until we make it to Morocco again (she even scored a free basket). Arrived in Essaouira. It is a wonderful change of scenery, and fresh air. We took a walk through the fishing village, because we just had to have the smell of fish guts!! The evening meal was the typical Moroccan dish, (joking)...chicken and chips. Unfortunately the cold that Liz had been trying to fight off won the battle and she spent a shivery ...
Belinda: No, no, no (we'd seen them advertised for 30dh)
Man: How much you pay?
Man laughs and walks away.
We had several conversations similar to this with different products or services people were wanting to sell. It seemed they pulled figures out of the air depending on how they felt or how naive you looked. Turns out ...