Riad Esprit du Maroc Marrakech

... After a stressful spell though the buzz of Marrakech makes me appreciate all we have experienced and everything us Westerners have even more. Morocco is more amazing than i remembered with its incredible colours, culture and continuous backdrop of distant mountain ranges.

Reality beckons as we are back by Chrimbo but for now we are losing ourselves in all sorts of surreal and out-standing cinema in the sunny but still cold capital...

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Efter att ha tillbringat natten på en kall flygplats i Barcelona var det otroligt skönt att igår eftermiddag äntligen komma fram till Marrakesh och få vila hela eftermiddagen på vårt toppenmysiga riad (typ hotell) "Marhaba”. Mot våra förväntningar var Marrakesh kallt och regnigt, så vi fick plocka fram elementet i rummet och dra på oss långkalsongerna.

Idag är det fint soligt väder och vi ...

... and left to have your own adventure. Side trips can be taken but they aren’t always organized by the driver. The road conditions vary from paved, dirt, mud, and everything in the middle. Sometimes you wonder how it is physically possible to make it through the narrow passengers that our driver navigates or the streets full of people and parked cars. It puts Austin Powers to shame. But there is really no other way to see Africa, at least for me.

... on the toilets since there were no toilet seats, but you can't be picky when it comes to these things. Well at least we would have hot showers for three days.

It really sucks to have such a weak stomach in Africa. I spent the better part of our first day in Marrakech worshiping the porcelain goddess, so I missed the first day in the city but felt well enough to go to the Marjane with Summer and Gavin where we loaded up on lunch supplies and had some incredibly delicious ...

... but it took the rest of the day to realize where I was. It was completely overwhelming to have to step into traffic as a huge group and have mopeds and cars screech to halt right in front of you.

It hit me while we were walking to lunch; I was in Morocco, in AFRICA. I had to take a few deep breaths. And lunch helped, of course. Moroccan food is not overrated in the slightest! And the tea, eash, is fantastic! I had Thanksgiving dinner in Morocco! While at lunch, everyone went ...

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... café everyone wanted to know if it was our first time in Morocco and why we had decided to visit Marrakech. They were very interested in where we were from and how we were getting along in Maroc (aka Morocco). Even the vendors who were constantly pestering us to buy their goods would offer any stranger mint tea if they walked into their stall. There is a great sense of pride about ...

... in...Morocco: Marrakesh isn't the bargain hunter's paradise we'd imagined. Next time, we'll listen to the locals in the small towns when they say to buy before we hit the big cities. Hot chips are the perfect addition to a salad roll. It is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all. EPILOGUE: With heavy hearts, Chris and Caroline left the dust and heat and fervent touts in Marrakesh on May 31, flying to Milan ...

... All the luggage fitted in without a problem - with three bags on the roof of one of the taxis. We then sped along in the cramped, hot taxis for two and half hours before arriving at Marrakech. We found our way to our Riad - hotel - where we were rather rudely welcomed, and after some problems filling out all our passport details etc, we were told that we had to pay ...