Riad Hotel Assia Marrakech

Situé en plein coeur de la médina, à quelques pas du port et de la plage, le Riad Chakir Mogador est le lieu privilégié de votre escale à Essaouira.


Cette maison d'hôtes, entièrement restaurée dans le pur respect des traditions et de l'architecture ...

... br>


Shane, dad and I
were seen off by Olga on another warm clear morning and it was sad to leave. We
flew from Split to London, had a stereotypical curry in an airport pub and then
flew to Marrakech. The immigration queues were achingly slow (literally in
dad’s case as his legs were killing him standing still for so long) and the
Moroccan stamp was **** in the end. But we were there.

Coming in ...

From the fun flats of Marrakech...we made our way to the High Atlas mountains for well...mountains of magnificent hiking and views.

Jebel Toubkal stands at 4200m above sea level and at that is the highest most point in northern Africa and also a bit of a mission! We made it up the mighty mountain in a few days and did some sleeping, sun burning and Scrabble in there as well. An absolutely incredible adventure!

Back down and all set to embark on a road trip to Fez!

XXX

... at the riad, a day-trip into the Atlas Mountains the next day that ended with a luxury 6-course dinner, today was our unplanned day to explore. We slept until 8:30. Actually, I slept pretty well considering eggs could have been scrambled on our bedroom’s tile floor. Susan, on the other hand, had another fitful night because of the heat. She said the air was still hotter outside at 3am so she didn’t open any ...

... heard of the Riad. The chicken man only spoke french and Shona nothing but English. It was interesting. From a distance Dino noticed a small folded piece of paper in Shona s side pocket of her bag, he yelled to her, could it be, oh God yes it was, the most beautiful piece of paper on earth. The chicken man had heard of the street and pointed us in the right direction, even with his invaluable advice we had to ask others ...

... scarfs, rose flower water scent and kaftans. Our Tripoli house is now adorned with hot pink and rich blue cushions, rose petals, exotic ornaments, rose and amber scents and tea lights in pretty Moroccan tea glasses and I continue to be adorned in linens, beads, silks scarfs, rose flower water and kaftans.. when I can get away with it, I was probably dressed a bit too hippyish at the weekend BBQ back here in Tripoli... I'm sure it will wear off (is what Lance ...

... já me chega a diarreia e afins...
Bem
lá passou...chegamos ao hotel que paraíso...aqui percebo porque se
chora quando se vê um oásis, não é pela sede, é por causa do rabo....
Descanso....piscina soube mesmo bem....
Dia
seguinte fazer os trilhos do Paris-Dakar bem o nosso "driver" o Speedy
como nós carinhosamente lhe chamávamos, o tipo tem o pé pesado....150
160 km/h em pleno deserto de pedra vulcânica...não gostava de chegar em
segundo...

... vehicle had blocked the road and we were forced to circle our wagons. In retrospect, with the rapidly deteriorating driving conditions, this was the more prudent outcome. Fortunately, our mountain excursion was only half complete. On the way back don the mountain our driver asked us if we wanted to stop off at an authentic Berber house. Having come across several tourist-ready 'native' houses we were naturally a bit skeptical, but in light of the weather and the lack of other ...