Riad Noir d'Ivoire
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- Minbar in room
- Airport Transportation
- Drycleaning onsite
- Outdoor pool
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... group had never heard of charades?) and "Guess who or what I am", that game where you ask yes/no questions trying to guess the name of the person or animal stuck to your head on a piece of paper. Sue struggled with "Panda" but was outstanding with "Charlie Chaplin".
The country side flashed by outside the window and Morocco seems to be a land of many contrasts. We saw areas of shanty towns, vast slums made out of cardboard and plastc, situated on the outskirts of the ...
... to get lost here since streets aren't named and are very narrow and curvy! There are no cars in the Medina, but plenty of donkeys pulling carts, scooters, bicycles and loads of people. I didn't take pictures of the snake charmers and their cobras because I didn't want to even get close to the snakes! Here are some pictures from our first few ...
... his checked hand luggage so he was swept away by security to sort it out. Meanwhile, the rest of us were left to wait the loooooooooong queue to get our passports checked.
We drove to our riad which was in the middle of the souks. We followed our luggage guy through the maze of alleyways into our home sweet home for the weekend. After freshening up, we headed out for the night to Theatro. We got there a tad early (11pm) but the club picked up soon after. The grey goose was ...
... all happened lightning fast, before we could even refuse they had snakes draped on us and around us. But like Eric said, it wouldn’t be a Moroccan experience without engaging with some snake charmers.
Unfortunately, our next experience didn't go quite as ...
... Marrakech was difficult to navigate, but I did not have much trouble finding my way around. I did my best to get lost, but I always knew where I was. I ended up deep in the Kasbah and a boy about ten or eleven wanted to show me around. I knew he wanted money, but it was nice to have an unofficial tour guide. He explained to me where his Kasbah started and where the Medina ended. We walked. He asked me if I was hungry. I was, so ...