Volubilis Casablanca

... some kind of "cutting" motion with his hand, which was pretty funny. All three of them are very kind, generous and hospitable. Mohammad and Jalal speak pretty good English and Rafi speaks a little bit of it - so we can communicate well enough. We stopped and took a photo near the largest mosque in Morocco, Hassan II. Then we went to have harira (Moroccan soup), bread and honey and mint ...

... of Rabat. Tangier For decades, between 1920 and the late 1950's, Tangier was a playground for adventure seekers and the rich and famous, attracting all those seeking a tax haven or a mystic destination, from authors to artists and spies to aristocrats. Regular visitors included the likes of Truman Capote and Tennessee Williams, and Woolworth heiress Barbara Hutton. When Spain relinquished Tangier back to Morocco in 1960 its duty-free status went with it, and the ...

... also see a bread baking room where people bring there dough to be baked. It smelled amazing in the bread room. Our last stop was a cooking shop where I sampled many cookies that were delicious. However I felt icky afterwards from all the sugar but it was worth it. J We took easy on the ship late night to avoid being hassled by the Moroccan men if we would have gone out. I sat around and chatted with NKoyo and Ashley which was really interesting and fun ...

... the Imperial cities of Morocco. The Imperial Cities of Morocco (Rabat, Meknes, Fez and Marrakesh) were all at some stage the capital of the various Arabic Dynasties that have ruled Morocco for centuries, following the flow of Arabs from the Middle East in the 7th century in order to spread Islam. Prior to the arrival of the Arabs, the local Berbers were living a nomadic existence in Morocco. The Arab and ...

... sauce which was given and it was good, but we never got more because it was whisked away so fast. The meal ended with watermelon slices, an anise biscotti-like cookie, and hot mint tea (which was delicious and very refreshing). At the end, a belly dancer came by and we were "sold" our pictures that they had taken. We left the restaurant and boarded the buses to go over by the main mosque which was very old and some parts seemed to be crumbling, but ...

... du Maroc but he didn't have the 50 Euros that i needed for the local payment for my trip. I was pointed in another direction so i walked down the street and went into another bank that said 'Change'. Still i was wrong but this time the employee directed me to the security man so he could take me to the right place. It ended up being the small shopkeeper who sold the chocolates and ...

... faceplates were in Arabic and French, we struggled to understand the displays. We did purchase, for 10dh ($1.25CAD), a small booklet ...

... in a dubious back street. I was on the fourth floor, needless to say there was no lift, so there I was, absolutely knackered, dragging this massive suitcase up 4 flights and waking just about everyone up in the process. The room was poky and the so called en suite shower room covered the area of a postage stamp. My heart sank but I was so tired and desperate to grab a couple of hours sleep before the alarm call at 7.00. I had a quick wash ...