Le Dawliz Casablanca
Boulevard de la Corniche Casablanca, Morocco
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Blood, knives and slaughter
... carcass hung where a live sheep had been billeted the night before. No wonder the eyes of our beast bulged and his sides shock. He smelt the fear. The poor creature could sniff the blood.
Salah returned late after assisting other families with their butchering. With one eye on the departure of our train to the airport we all decamped to the roof the sheep slung across his shoulders. Removing the animal from the ...
Incredibly friendly locals
... Thibault that I had no time to think bout being nervous. It was after all the first time I did couchsurfing! He is a really nice guy, sharing a flat with another French guy, who I never saw. It is actually his last week in the flat as he is moving on Friday. We just had a half an hour chat and then I had to excuse myself explaining that I had partied a little too much over the weekend and that I had to sleep otherwise I would just die - I hope I did not come across as rude!
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This is the start of a beautiful friendship...
Casablanca. I had the notion in my head that Morocco would be a pastiche of faded colonial glory, and until reaching Casa, I had been a little disappointed, finding it only in places. Casa, too, has its new town and the huge development schemes along the port. However, you can wander the once-lively streets where all the former colonial offices and embassies were, and visit the sites where international intrigues took place during the first and second world wars. Again, there was ...
And don't call me Humphrey!
Morocco! Casablanca! Legendary names that evoke a true sense of adventure. The reality is somewhat less.
Casablanca is a city of some 3.5 million people and is the commercial hub of Morocco. It is also grim, grimy, and gloomy on this day that can't quite make up it's mind to rain or not.
Early in to port - 7 AM, with a tour that kicks off before 8 am to ...
One last time by the Atlantic
... rainfall. Good choc brown soil; plenty of cropping.
The 'burbs of Casablanca went on for over half an hour. Arrived at Casa Voyages at 2.15pm. The same rugby scrum of intransigent taxidrivers awaited....but this time we had Simo's help.
Dropped him at Hotel Guynemer en route to our hotel on the Corniche. Hotel Val DÁnfa is quite flash, set overlooking the Atlantic amongst the beach clubs and nightclubs of the resort suburb of Anfa. ...



