Angsana Riads Collection Morocco - Riad Dar Zaouia
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... waterfalls and streams of the High Atlas Mountains and last but not least the stereotypical dunes of the Sahara desert.
The blue city. What a pretty city. Nestled in the Rif mountain range we stayed inside the old town. I was up early to wander the town and watch it slowly awaken. A stray dog decided to keep me company for the entire walk. She even walked me right back to my hotel door! From Chefchouen we set off on a hike ...
... souk is like this - a true warren of narrow twisting lanes, which chew you up and spit you out through one of the rabbit holes that dot its extremities. It is possible, I am told, to be lost I there for hours: like Wonderland, nothing is ever as it seems - signposts for the exit are designed by the stallholders to guide you further and further into the heart of the souk, the outside world slipping further and further from your grasp. We crossed the main square, back towards the food ...
... Looking forward to more. We spent a beautiful day in Marrakesh today. Had a great time. Looking forward to more. We spent a beautiful day in Marrakesh today. Had a great time. Looking forward to more. We spent a beautiful day in Marrakesh today. Had a great time. Looking forward to more. We spent a beautiful day ...
... two men stopped their car for us, Abdallah and Hassan, who lived in a village not so far from Tiznit.
After which we were picked up by Joel, who had actually driven past us the once, and then did an unexpected reverse of his van to get us. This was such an fortunate lift for us as he was going all the way to Casablanca in the north of Morocco and Marrakesh was on his route.
Joel wore a Berber pale blue robe and worked for the Institute of Fisheries. In his ...
Woke up early today to make sure Dave and I see the last of the attractions he wanted, the Saadian Tombs and Koutoubia Mosque. After seeing Dave off the bus stop where the no 19 bus was rather prompt for Morocco standards, I ambled back to the hotel. In the luxury of the hotel terrace, I read the Lonely Planet in planning my last few days here (Rabat or no?, cooking class, hammans to try? were all question marks). It was quite hot despite ...