Riad Dar L'Oussia
- Continental Breakfast
- Shuttle bus service
- Continental Breakfast
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Essaouira. We were told the bus would take 2hrs. We boarded the bus at 7:30, arrived in Essaouira at 11am how that happened I do not know. Africa I guess! We had booked a Riad/Hostel, it had semi-decent reviews on hostel world, we arrived after a bit of confusion with the maze-like streets of the Medina. After asking for the full payment they then inform us the hostel is fully booked with a group of a French College kids, o.....k...... So we are led next door. To a very ...
... on from being irritated. She peaks around the corner 5 min later to offer me a single tea glass and then again for a piece of bread as if I was some homeless on the street she was giving her leftovers to. I accept her offerings as I am starving. Grabbing the cheese and jam I bought the previous day I have my sad looking breakfast. Definitely going to inquire on this one today and find out what's up with the breakie so tomorrow morning I have something semi substantial to ...
... I could even see blue light in his aura. He was cosmic and crazy as he told me of the kundalini rushes he was experiencing. Yes, it was happening, and it was something he never knew how to handle so well which was why he came across as doollally to everyone. He told me I was the only one he could speak to about such things. No one else would be capable of understanding, he said.
He talked about this riad being the House of Song, and of how it ...
... I had were with two women. One was the mother of a friend. She is an educated woman and we were able to converse. The second was with an older woman on a bus. She wanted me to sit next to her, during the 6 hours we would share together. She did not speak my languages and I did not speak hers. The 25 words I knew in arabic, I proudly presented in the first 25 minutes of the journey ;) (Hi! how are you? I am god, thank you. I am happy here in Morocco. I am hungry. ...
... it was smiling, teeth and all! Sheep's trotters/feet were also lined up, ready for pot of many a Muslim lady and squarking chickens hung tied, upside down, as their new owners carried them homeward, ready to prepare Halal-style, for dinner.
The sights were a real attack on the senses: fat, big juicy oranges (the absolute best ever, the ones here in Morocco!) were being freshly squeezed into glasses, while hijab-attired ladies pointed to ...