Suitehotel Marrakech

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... said come and have a cup of tea with me, first we said no no its ok. Then we realised that it was a morrocan man that we had met last night in the bar that emigrated to Australia so we went and had a cup of peppermint tea with him. Whilst I was using the toilet he invited himself out to eat with us so we went and got ready and went back to meet him, I was having reservations about going for a drink with them after and he said oh we can go in the car for a ...

... went to ring Danielle and then went to look at a restaurant that we had got a flyer for in the day it did not open until 7 so we went to the square in the evening it comes alive with street food sellers and snake charmers Ian made the mistake of taking a picture then that was it the snake man came over and started putting the snake around Ians neck and they were demanding that I take a picture I said no as I know then that they want money and I only had 2d and I did not even ...

... donkeys pulling carts, arriving inside the palace walls was an unbelievable relief! No whizzing mopeds to jump away from – no terror on the streets. However, I told Murray it was almost like being on a boat for a while and then finally stepping foot on land – you still feel the water rolling underneath you for a while. So, even within the sanctuary of the palace gardens, I still felt myself on high alert for errant moped drivers for ...

... Fettoush (it’s that fresh Moroccan mint!) and Falafel I’ve ever had! Murray also tried another Moroccan beer – Casablanca – which, he reports, is not as good as Flag beer. Murray also wanted me to report in today’s journal (I’ll take his limited input where I can get it!) that over today’s lunch with the Moroccan Jamie Oliver, the café was playing “Boney M.,” while at tonight’s dinner, the restaurant ...

Met a fine fellow from Wales as a hopped off the bus in Marrakech (from Essouria). He was looking for an economical riad to stay and I knew just the place - the riad I'd dumped my rugs at just days prior.<br><br> After settling in, I invited him to tag along w/ me to grab a geocache at Menara Gardens. LOL ...

... us into his shop, and whilst we were secretly interested in his paintings of camels, he was more interested in showing us a multitude of rugs that we were never likely to buy. In an attempt to placate him, I somehow ended up trying on some shiny gold pointy sandals, and a Moroccan outfit and headscarf. As comfortable as it was, I ...

... must wash before praying. So, when the call to prayer sounds, there are plenty of fountains in the palace for men to wash before praying. After the Bahia Palace, we returned to the hotel for lunch where we went over the itinerary for the next few days in excruciating detail. We received maps so that we could map out our camel trek. We'll be leaving tomorrow morning in four-wheel drive Land Rovers, heading southeast towards the Sahara to the ...

... small walled houses just sitting in the middle of stony plains. After two hours we pull up at a Shell servo for a 'comfort' stop and Lazrak tells us he's buying us whatever we want to drink. We use the outside stand-up-over-a-hole-loo without realising there are 'euro' toilets inside. The drinks thing is chaos. Some of us want coffee, others mint tea, or water, or soft drink. He's trying to pay but people ...