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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Room service
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... he didn’t have government approval, so the project was abandoned. We finally reached a bitumen road & a town where we were picked up by our minibus again. We continued on & had a really nice tagine with meat & fruit for lunch at a town we passed through. We passed through country where we saw a lot of argan trees & saw goats up in the trees eating the nuts. They are endemic to the Sous Valley in south-western Morocco. The trees live for 150 ...
Off to Belfast airport for our connecting flight to marrakech to mark the start of our 18day adventure! After a few delays and 4 hours sitting in a bar in Bristol airport getting a little tipsy we eventually arrived in marrakech late at night! However our riad had arranged transport for us and so we headed wearily into the medina meandering through dark streets full of motorbikes and donkeys! This was an eye opening start to the trip! Our driver stopped the vehicle ...
... had arrived, and we’d decided on a takeaway from Fritos and an early night as me and a few of the others are off to the Sahara tomorrow. Poor Mary-Kate, as soon as she arrived I jumped on her to see if she wanted to join us on the trip, then paid Rachid so he could organise the bus for us. The long 8 hour drive seemed daunting, but it’ll be worth it to camp under the stars in the desert ...
... stop. Men sat at the rickity tables eating lamb and bread from a single commumal plate with no silverware in traditional Berber fashion. So we got a sunny table and joined in. Dorrie and the kids ordered chicken; I ordered cuttlets which turned out to be once again the best mutton (goat in this case) I have ever had, although very tough. Goat and ox quarters were also for sale hanging next to the BBQ stands. The goat quarters hung with the hoofs and a ...
... screeching and grunting variety where the instruments are all clanged together to resemble a steelworks factory being demolished. I'm happy to say that this, the children singing I mean, sounds nothing like that.
I've managed to arrange my hoody in just the right way to prevent my bum cramping and things have taken a decided turn towards enjoyable. A boy of about ten is smiling at me from the other side of the room, smiling encouragingly ...