Riad Noir d'Ivoire
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- Minbar in room
- Continental Breakfast
- Airport Transportation
- Drycleaning onsite
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The sun was cracking the stucco walls as we prepared for another busy day doing not very much in Marrakech. Lucia had bought a Fez yesterday, thereby ending a lifelong search for the world's most authentic head wear; however, she has decided not to wear it in Morocco for some unknown reason ( at least to me. ) so it is back to baseball caps and the classic, floppy bush-hat.
On a different subject, it has been brought to my ...
... sites are mosques that are not open to non-Muslims. In Marrakech (where I am trying to decide how to fill 2 days), over half the sites in my guidebook are either not open to the public or are not open to non-Muslims. Of the remaining, several are local parks and 1 is a former palace that was once the most beautiful in the world but has been completely stripped bare. ...
... entreated so we all ended up at our final dinner with packages Two notes about the Sultan: first, he apparently picked a different wife to sleep with each night so they each had him for one night a month. Only the official wives were allowed to get pregnant. But this was occurring in the late 1800s so birth control wasn't around. If one of the unofficial wives (who were usually gifts to the Sultan from those trying to curry favor) did get pregnant she was either expelled from ...
... a kick back scam foe the bus driver and a way to get "rich" tourists to pay higher prices. Of course its true but it is all part of the travel game. The bus driver i sister that they eat at the restaurant and a heated shouting match started. It went back and forth through lunch and continued onto the bus with occasional barbs thrown at the bus driver over the next 6 hours. I was worried that my iPod would run out of battery before the trip did and would have to listen ...
... off stainless steel vats of steaming food!
The night train hurtled along at tremendous speed. On the top bunk I lay on my front experiencing for the first time the sensation of skeleton bob - gripping the impossibly slippy plastic wrapped mattress and shaking violently side to side as we navigated the course.
Woken by the pink glow of dawn I crept out and watched pink buildings warm in the sun, children bundling into a mini bus to school, ...