Travel Blogs from Marrakech
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.
... which is great.
We went out and about again at around 6 pm, ready for dinner. We walked around quite a bit, looked for Jmaa El Fna, but never found it. We tried to find a cafe or something a little more "authentic," but nothing was open that we could find. We decided on this restaurant at a hotel (name coming). I was afraid it wouldn't be very good, but we walked in, and I mouthed to Hunter, "Wow." And she vigorously nodded her head.
We sat by the ...
... using the landmarks our host had pointed out.
We changed clothes and went into the courtyard and put our feet into the plunge pool. Yow was it cold! After awhile we decided to go up to the top patio where we laid on lounge chairs and looked up at the sky watching the stars appear as it got darker and darker. A nice breeze kept the air moving, and it was a perfect temperature. It was quiet, but not too quiet. Definitely relaxing.
What a lovely place...
From the get go Morocco was a challenge, a fun challenge, but often more than I would have liked, a distressing one.My problems start and finish with the airport, first my guide was not there to pick me up upon arriving. it was from this moment i knew we would not get along, as when i finally saw him from across the airport, an hour after i had arrived, he was just sitting in a corner talking to people not the least bit concerned that i was by myself surrounded by a ...