Riad Alma Marrakech

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... station and it would cost us 60d there and back its only 6 quid but its the principle now of the matter lol. Got back and used the internet to now try and find a riad to stay but everywhere is so expensive did manage to email one so hopefully we will have somewhere to stay. <br><br>We then walked to try and see the sights of Marrakech after having a lunch in a street cafe Ian had some dust my word for couscous not sure what it is looks like dust from the ...

... waiting with my name on a card ha. The taxi drove us to the edge of the medina as you cant get in with cars then the owner of the hotel turned up and a man with a large cart took our bags and started off down lots of small streets making turns here and there I am sure that we are going to get lost. We did get to the Riad and Mohammad who looks after the place told us to take a seat so we sat and he went in the kitchen and made us some amazing food and hot coffee it was ...

... the different spices were, what they smelled like (&#8220;come, smell, there is no snakes hiding here&#8221;), what they were used for, etc. In addition to the rich tumerics and deep paprikas, the dried lavenders and the sweet mints &#8211; we also were shown sandalwoods, ambers and musks, used as natural perfumes &#8211; tiny bushels of toothpicks, grown in nature that way &#8211; and small pressed pots of pigments, where a wet finger run ...

... around on leashes &#8211; fruit stand owners yelling out invitations to passersby to try their freshly-squeezed juices and dried fruits &#8211; strolling musicians with tented, pom-pom hats &#8211; flipping acrobats &#8211; water sellers clanging copper mugs together &#8211; Arabic music blasting across the open space speakers located here and there &#8211; horse-drawn carriages and donkeys pulling carts of vegetables, winding in between everyone and everything - and ...

... stepping daintily around a dead chèvre (goat), we found the little sucker (a micro hidden in a cubby hole in a clay/straw wall) and... I do believe Wales now has a new geoaddict! ;D <br><br> That night (alas, my last in dear Morocco!), we headed for the legendary "Djemaa el Fna" Square for a sunset ...

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We have been a bit busier in the last couple of weeks. From Paris we caught the fast train to Amsterdam where we stayed at The Crooked House for 4 nights, which actually was crooked! The ground in Amsterdam is always shifting with the high water table and it was on a huge lean. Inside nothing was square, and I thought of Dad (Tony) and how it would have been his worst nightmare. Amsterdam is a really nice city and has ...

... but not the best one we'd had, like the one in essouria. That evening we had drinks on the roof terrace, which was quite busy, before heading to bed. Our legs still really hurt from the mountain so walking around all day had been quite a mission. It was nice to relax back in bed and hope they wouldnt hurt as much the next day!