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- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Free parking
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... bringing fine particles of sand into the tent despite the door flap being down. Not the best night I have experienced, and we were awoken by the guides to watch the sunrise from the top of the dunes. Unfortunately it was a bit overcast so the full effect was probably lost. It was then time to mount up (not a pleasant thought) and head back to the hotel and a welcome shower. The rising sun cast fantastic shadows of our camel train on the dunes but no one had any ...
... four times the amount for a short 9km drive to the kasbah. They knew that without any other tourists, we wouldn't be able to 'share' the taxi and would have to rent the whole for ourselves. They also knew we wouldn't wait much longer for more options. In the end we managed to negotiate a bit, but time is always of the essence when you're out on a day trip, and so we went.
It's hard to describe Ait-Ben-Haddou. It really feels like its from another era. It is also ...
... Life here centers on the great "wadis" (rivers) which have created landscapes of canyons and gorges and oases with date palm groves. We decided while planning this trip that we would break from our normal routine and get a little deeper into local life and desolate territory. Through a friend, we were introduced to Peter, a Hollander living and traveling in Morocco for the past 30 years. He has been a resident for 10, married a Moroccan girl and runs ...
... for the rest of the trip, booking bus tickets for arfoud tomorrow and finding a cash machine...although mark nearly blocked my bloody bank card thinking it was his and putting his pin number in instead of mine! More dairy free hot dogs and pasta for tea hahaha! Although I will say finding dairy free food is so much easier in Morocco.even the cakes have no milk or ...
... cave drawings, but unfortunately (or possibly fortunately) their French was every bit as negligible as ours, and we barely know a dozen words in Arabic, none of which proved helpful in explaining why two of them kept miming deep breaths into, or out of, a plastic bag. Nausea? Gasoline sniffing? A deep breathing contest? Either way, I’m pretty sure they were mostly speaking Berber (dropping our knowledge to a grand total of three words – hello, thank you and ...