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... invited into another private home for a party with locals. Our host's mansion is a treat for the senses, with birdcages everywhere filling the space with beautiful melodies. Unfortunately my cell phone images of the party aren't up to my usual standards, but you will get the idea. The tour is certainly off to a wonderful ...
... we twist and turn through narrow alleys to a door which opens into a historic home steeped in Moroccan traditions. Our gracious host has thrown a lavish party, and invited some of the locals – one of whom has owned a Riad here for over 30 years (he hails from South Dakota originally). This wonderful gentleman has amazing stories to tell, and he invites us to his home for a party tomorrow night. We are overwhelmed, and gratefully ...
... for the fifth day we went up to Fes for the day and where we saw more of the same followed by another journey.
On the last day we did a variety of activities from camel treks to quad biking which was a nice change from the religious tour of the country we had done. Having finished about 2 hours of quad-biking, we went home and after about 3 hours on s plane we arrived back in a much colder, much rainier England. ...
... embroidered bags and heavy walls of carpet contrast with the mechanics and metal workers of the city. Rows of grease lined garages throb with the squeal of scooter engines and slams of forgers hammers.
The Kasbar offered a quiet escape from the speed and hazard of the souk. On several occasions wheels skimmed past our toes, a scooter trimmed my whiskers and I stumbled on the uneven road twisting my ankle and nearly falling under a donkey! The ...
... the steam room, and the woman who was to scrub us down shrieked at our nakedness... She ran out, and came back with these little disposable panties to cover our bits. They didn't tell us we needed to wear the underwear! All the web reviews we read, said expect to be naked when getting a hammam. Rather embarrassing, but all we could is giggle. The woman kept looking at Zeus and smiling and giggling while she was washing my hair.
We went ...