Clubhotel Riu Tikida Palmeraie
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- Swimming pool
- Fitness/Health center
- Free parking
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... forth to find a hairdresser with some success. For about $130 I got a colour, cut, pedicure and eyebrows done! The cut is not as good as Madrid but OK I think. Our hotel here recommended it and it was fun finding it and I enjoyed a final glass at Cafe de La Poste to celebrate my return to health! Today is our final day in Marrakech and here are some reflections on Morocco. Love The word "enshallaah" meaning god willing that many Moroccans use every day The way they farewell and ...
... at one of the many date stalls, sampling, checking and finally selecting at a box for us. They were plump and sweet and fruity, really delicious. We had a quick tour of the Jewish precinct, and bought some trinkets before Hassan picked us up in his 4x4 to transport us to the desert kasbah in Merzouga, on the edge of the Sahara. The rain continued to fall, and Hassan and I took it in turns to swab the windscreen of condensation. Hassan enjoyed driving his 4x4, and liked ...
Our last two nights before Marrakech are at this lovely getaway, Ksar Shama, only about an hour outside of Marrakech. It's up in the mountains, within a national park though, and is a peaceful little spot. Beautiful outdoor swimming pool and lounging areas and really nice rooms, some with wood burning fire places. We had ...
... St Laurent and to get a little aroused by it all.
In one corner of the shrubberies was a lingam like shrine to Yves's memory.
Two brightly clad and camp local youths arrived to briefly pay their respects. It seemed in that moment that we were in a pilgrimage place of gayness.
In one corner of the gardens were displayed Yves artworks on the theme of love, such a delight to see, and I just had to buy some of the prints.
At about 8 am, the male nurse who doesn't speak English, arrives and gives me a heavy beige gown to put on. He gestures to get into the wheel chair. Where are we going? I ask. An autre docteur. Another doctor. Maybe the gynecologist, I wonder. The nurse pulls the gown closed. I don't understand. I have been wandering around this hospital with bare skin for 4 days. Suddenly, it seems I am offending someone, maybe just this nurse. We are joined by a nurse who speaks ...