Le Zenith Hotel & Spa
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- Continental Breakfast
- Meeting rooms/conference facilities
- Shuttle bus service
- Swimming pool
- Non-smoking rooms
TripAdvisor Reviews Le Zenith Hotel & Spa Casablanca
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... it the architecture was very interesting. As we were leaving the medina here we made a quick stop to buy <i>figue de barbary</i>, or prickly pear, for a refreshing morning snack before getting back to the car to go to El Jadida. First stop: the beach! Visiting the beach was fun, but I didn't do any swimming or body surfing because I hadn't brought my board shorts along for the day. Still, it was fun to walk along the sand and in the shallows and just enjoy being back ...
... million people live in Casablanca, many of whom migrated from the draught-plagued south. About one million live in slums and refuse to move to government-subsidized apartments due to their confined spaces. Riad, a typical style of Moroccan houses, is majestically square-shaped and has a hollow interior, around which rooms are built on all sides and could accommodate a whole family including those ...
... then go to the 3rd largest mosque in the world, Hassan 11, and have some great opportunities for photos as you can see. There is a dense fog that stays until early afternoon, making really good photos in the morning difficult to achieve.
We go to a natural medicine place, where we are offered genuine, cold pressed argan ...
... out pollutants into the sky. The smell was awful. The chemical plants looked other worldly. We were happy to continue on our way. I can't imagine anyone living here or in the nearby villages. They definitely need to clean this up as waste from the chemical plants is also being pumped into the Atlantic Ocean. Beyond the chemical plant was the city and the the huge "serpent shaped" harbor. We stopped for the view. As we continued on ...
... baggage conveyor. Fifty yards off, I saw it! My trailer! My trailer holding a yellow bag secured with a belt. There it was jostling along on the journey to nowhere. I ran those yards. Someone might mistake the trailer for lost luggage and have it interred in the suitcase graveyard! Back on the train, I'm desperately trying to stay awake. I'm thinking, if I fall asleep, I'll wake up in Timbuktu. Despite this I doze off. When I wake up I think, where am I? And then doze off ...