Le Riad Chalymar
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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 ...
We had breakfast at the Riad at around 9 am. It was quite good with different breads/pastries, fresh orange juice, grapes, figs, a plum, English breakfast tea, fig and apricot jams, butter, and pancakes. There was also yogurt and cheese, but we didn't eat that--no more dairy for us.
Our host asked if I wanted him to get our train tickets for the 31st. He said because of Ramadan, the tickets might go quickly. So, of course, I said yes. I found out that only ...
... it had to be searched.
By the time we got to the gate, we didn't have much wait time before boarding. Unfortunately, Hunter and I did not have seats together. I didn't even realize it when the lady checked us in--she didn't mention it either. But, whatever. We each had window seats on opposite sides of the plane two rows apart.
I don't know for Hunter, but it was a plane ride from hell for me and everyone around me. The woman in front of me ...
... summer holiday and I got snow instead.
We started on an alternative route and it was so bizarre to be able to see snow and palm trees so close together. Driving along wearing what felt like every item of clothing I had packed it was hard not to admire the scenery. On one side of the bus the snow-capped Atlas mountains and lush greenery and on the other, dry desert sand and barely existent shrubbery so scorched from the sun.
Despite the cold the sky was completely free ...