Ourida Rabat
Rue El Achari Agadal 14 Rabat, Morocco
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... not at all what I was expecting, but they were surprisingly delicious.
After enjoying brunch on a little wall that lined the main street, I headed toward a part of Casablanca that I had not yet explored yet. I made my way across four lanes of traffic following Casablancans who knew what they were doing stepping out in front of oncoming traffic without any fear, and headed down a street that followed the west wall of the Medina. Not long into ...
Rabat and Ramadan
... apparently 80 animal species (must have been the birds in the large avery and insects!). Covering 4.5 hectares and with some stunning plants, pools, trees and layouts, it just seemed like an adventure playground at times, following the well laid-out tracks. Mock pink walls and concrete rocks etc didn't look too convincing, or in keeping with what should have been an area of fine gardening. Being led thro' little arches, climbing up and down stairways and ...
Volubilis
We got an early start to the day in order to beat the heat and set off on foot to the archaeological site of the ancient Roman city of Volubilis which is about five kilometres from Moulay Idriss. It took us the best part of an hour to reach the ruins but our efforts were rewarded with amazing views of the surrounding countryside. Even though it was just 08:00 by the time we arrived we had both worked up a decent sweat ...
Dance like a Rabat
... quick).
In the morning, it appeared that our shoes had been stolen. This ****** us off mightily - especially me, as I had lost my flip flops some time ago. When we came out of the room, someone had piled everyones shoes up outside the door. Our first thought was that it was a prank, then we thought maybe a Muslim thing. Either way I was ******; somebody snuck around the room, interfering with personal posessions, and left them out to get ...
Morocco Part 1: Wait, are we really in Africa?
... the table from me was the spitting image of my dad. Please, do not take this description lightly. It was not just a resemblance; it was literally like my father was sitting down to dinner with me. I wanted to get up and hug him. I tried to be a little more socially acceptable and just stared instead.
The next day we got up super early and went to a town nearby where we spoke with a young group of men that started ...


