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Got 1st class tix. had compartment to ourselves for awhile--laid down & slept. In Meknes 2 others came in.
Nice driver took us to the Cottages. Difficult to find, but he was very nice.
Got in our cottage, Sylvain showed us around. Went to the pool.
Laid down, not feeling well. A/C not working. Sylvain couldn't get it to work, so we moved to another cottage.
Dinner: chicken & couscous--delish.
... sitting. He double checked again, making sure he understood what I wanted: tea in the teapot, ice in the glasses. Oui. I really think he had no idea what we were doing.
Once the black tea had steeped, I slowly poured it over the ice. Voila! Iced tea. So happy. Of course, we only had enough ice for one glass, but by the time we drank that, the rest of the tea in the pot had cooled down considerably (and so had we), so it all worked out very well. The salads were amazing too.
We had breakfast at the Riad at around 9 am. It was quite good with different breads/pastries, fresh orange juice, grapes, figs, a plum, English breakfast tea, fig and apricot jams, butter, and pancakes. There was also yogurt and cheese, but we didn't eat that--no more dairy for us.
Our host asked if I wanted him to get our train tickets for the 31st. He said because of Ramadan, the tickets might go quickly. So, of course, I said yes. I found out that only ...
... It took forever. Then we got our bags. Then we exchanged some dollars for dirhams (sounds like a gameshow doesn't it?). [Dirhams are equal to 10 times a Euro. Often, you can pay for things in Euros. If something is 200 Dirhams, it is equal to 20 Euros. Once I learned this it really helped me understand the cost in USD when things are priced in Dirhams.]
After that, we found our driver who was waiting for us with a sign as promised. He pointed out ...
... times) and do it loud enough, so most people can hear it. August 18th: Today was the day we would say goodbye to Marrakech for good and head towards the supposed cultural capital of Morocco, Fez. So after a bit of cheap shopping, we headed to the train station, to board our seven hour train. At first, we grabbed four seats between the two of us, and constantly told people that asked of the seat was taken, that our mate was in the bathroom. This lasted for nearly two hits before ...