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Got 1st class tix. had compartment to ourselves for awhile--laid down & slept. In Meknes 2 others came in.
Nice driver took us to the Cottages. Difficult to find, but he was very nice.
Got in our cottage, Sylvain showed us around. Went to the pool.
Laid down, not feeling well. A/C not working. Sylvain couldn't get it to work, so we moved to another cottage.
Dinner: chicken & couscous--delish.
We walked. It was hot.
Lunch at (name coming) on way to Jardin Majorelle. I was dying for some iced tea. Of course, there was nothing like that on the menu. I saw someone at a table with a glass of ice, and it occurred to me that I could make my own.
We ordered Salade Variee and The Noir with glasses of ice. The server looked at us with confusion, "Verres? Avec glacons?" Oui. He went over to make the tea, which was right in front of where ...
... the Riad at around 11 am. We walked toward the spa and went into some streets that were just crazy: stalls of meat hanging in the open air (like half pigs for example)--couldn't stand the sight of the flies buzzing around the meat, stalls of some sort of cactus that I think they peel and eat??, huge bunches of mint--smelled really good, pastries that attracted gazillions of bees, and lots and lots of people, bikes, motorbikes all trying to fit in the same place. It was ...
... using the landmarks our host had pointed out.
We changed clothes and went into the courtyard and put our feet into the plunge pool. Yow was it cold! After awhile we decided to go up to the top patio where we laid on lounge chairs and looked up at the sky watching the stars appear as it got darker and darker. A nice breeze kept the air moving, and it was a perfect temperature. It was quiet, but not too quiet. Definitely relaxing.
What a lovely place...
... that is trying for that old world feel, it was filmed here. Then we head to Tombeaux Saadiens, burial area. Originally, built in 1603, it was walled off and hidden from view until 1917 when an arial photo revealed its presence. Lunch is in the labyrinth of tiny streets that house the souks or markets. Just a tiny ‘roadside’ place serving Moroccan salads ...