Riad Ifoulki 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 ...

... is
dusty and hot. Really hot. I had a mint tea under the misguided assumption that
a hot beverage would cool me down, like chai tea does for the Indians. It did
not, and I was sweating like a ******* and really feeling the heat, so I
retreated to café for a cold water and a Moroccan Salad (much like Mexican
salsa, consists of roughly chopped cilantro, tomato and onion), which came to
about 60 cents. Great lunch.

Found Milli and
Nick later and we ...

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!

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After immense Irish experiences and an interesting and equally incredible adventure in Italy i arrived in Morocco having met both big brother Jage and eventually Stewart in Milan...

We made our way to the mad, mixed and amazing Marrakech with a few friends we found along the way and ended up in the midst of Ramadan at a funky guesthouse hidden away in the ...

... ve encountered here honestly do NOT drink alcohol). Casablanca beer is good….the pool is refreshing…..Susan is losing her scarlet colour….and two new guests are getting the skinny on Marrakesh from the owner, Michael. Good luck neophytes, I think, as if I were an experienced veteran of this unique place – so far from the truth yet so much absorbed in the past 48 hours.

Dinner tonight will be at ...

... ubiquitous motorcycles roared through the tiny narrow streets of the old city. The abrasive aspect was that everyone needs money. Everyone. From the little kids who grab your hand and point to their own to the men who offer you directions and then ask for a tip, the money drives it all. Walking through the market made this even more obvious. So we spent a lot of time exploring the old town - the Medina. There were palaces of old kings, tombs, gardens of orange ...

... ask if you may take a picture, the answer is almost certainly no. If you get a yes, it is because you've asked if they'd mind. If you ask why, they will tell you, it is against their religion. This is hard to argue against. However, one thing would easily change everything: Lots of people will ask for money if you want to take a picture. Maybe I just misunderstood, did they say it's the prophet or the profit that matters?

... sure footed mules who we followed up a very steep and rocky accent to the Kasbah. The Kasbah poked out from the terraced orchards with a backdrop of snowy mountains. On the little trek up we were greeted by a gathering of cute baby mountain goats, saw women washing their cloths in the mountain streams and walking the family cow out to graze and children herding sheep. Being spring all the blossoms were out and irises bloomed everywhere, apparently they ...

... mt, respira-se...umas vistas fabulosas, vimos o
Toujbkal o segundo monte mais alto de Africa 4.167 mt.
Ait Benhaddou
um Kashbah fabuloso, bem tratado dentro das suas possibilidades, mais
uma vez labiríntico. Com uma cor ao final do dia quente, muito quente,
uma terracota quase vermelha. Aqui comprei a minha recordação da viagem
o tapete. Aqui foram gravados filmes como "A Jóia do Nilo", "Lawrence
da Arábia", "Jesus de Nazaré".
Um rio com ...

... chilly. Our tour guide, however, who did not enjoy the benefits of a down jacket and high-tech synthetic fibers, seemed completely comfortable. Our experience with the Berbers once again reinforced the fact that by world standards, we Westerners are frightenly soft and fragile. Even after sharing a cup of mint tea with the family and taking the obligatory stroll through the small handicraft market that abutted their home, we were cold enough to almost run back to the car. As was ...