Les Jardins d'Ourika
- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Wheelchair accessibility
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We got to check camel riding off the bucket list today! And I never need to go riding again. We are so sore. So we woke up decently early and had breakfast. We had to meet the car at 8:45 at the roundabout of mellah. We walked over there and saw a large group of white people standing a ways away from the roundabout which we thought was weird. A man came up to us and asked which hostel was ours. He didn't have our on his list so I told him my name and that was on the list. We got in ...
... us into another room that we could use until ours was ready. He gave us the option of choosing either room, but we decided to stick with the one I originally booked. Either way, we had the other room to rest or use until ours was ready.
We have the Riad to ourselves. I guess more guests will arrive tomorrow from Canada.
Because my head was hurting, and we were both tired from our early start, we took a nap after we got into our room. I actually ...
... work pretty hard in most cases to stand out from the rest of the crowd to get our attention, which we gladly put to the test!
Something I really enjoyed about talking to people in Marrakech was the fluency most locals had with so many different languages. I usually initiated in their native french, switched to Spanish when my 4 phrases ran their course, and often resorted to english when finalizing my deals with them. But as tricky and stubborn ...
... discover the Medina. We arrived on a Sunday so many places were closed but there was still a flurry of activity as we walked around the central square called Jemaa-El-Fna. This area has been described as the heart and soul of Morocco where life as it once was still thrives today. The sights and sounds of Jemaa-El-Fna transported us into another time and space. It was magical and captivating. As we walked around the square we marveled at the intensity of ...
... by himself.
We have a wander around the outside of the Mosque (only Muslims are allowed to enter) and are amazed at the amount of money spent on it while across the road is a shanty town.
Then its back to the hotel and time to check out. We are carrying our bags out the door and decline the offer of the doorman. "But it is free, madame" he says – quite put out that we didn’t want his assistance. There is a gaggle ...