Riad & Spa Esprit du Maroc
- Continental Breakfast
- Shuttle bus service
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
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Hello again, The internet is bad here even when "they" say it is good. Not really strong enough to get many photos with my entries and I have some great photos. I have tried several times to send photos and it just doesn't work, unfortunately. I will be heading to Fez in a couple of days and will try catching up with photos from there. Too bad because I was so excited to show you my camel!
... they assemble the restaurant, quite remarkable. There must be close to 60 or 70 of them. Justin had his heart set on eating sheep brain, (yes you read it right). So we went to that stall. They have all the cooked sheep heads lined up facing the main walkway. He had the brains and goat cheek. I only had a taste of his. I had some remarkable rice with lamb in a spicy gravy for $2.50, it was excellent and will go back there tonight! Justin and Andre left ...
The close proximity of Morocco to Spain means that there is some Spanish influence present. The majority of the population is Arab-Berber and is mostly Islamic. The International Salsa Festival best represents the transculturation that is always happening between Spain and Morocco. We do not need to acquire certain ...
... another note to self , don't book flights in or out of Gatwick as it was far from where we needed to be) to London. What Dr google told us was that it should have taken 1 hour and 23 minutes. it took us 3 hours..........so there were a few words that rhymed with "duck" spoken on the way back.
Have I mentioned that Mandy is not good at reading road maps!!!!
So here we sit at the Hilton Hotel Wembley on our last night in the UK. It has been a busy couple of ...
... to put him down (unlikely for someone of my meager size), I'd then have to deal with his younger, more agile buddy, plus everybody else who would muck in, in the dark, against a foreign tourist. I'd be ******.
I laughed it off, he let go of my arm, the other one let go of Sybie and we walked off. The last I heard was one of the hat-dispensers calling Sybie a "*******" something. A few minutes later and not that far from those two *******s she walked off to get a bank ...