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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Swimming pool
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The rugged coastline of Cap Beddouza, has sweeping sands as far as you can see and constant rolling waves that dash against the craggy rocks along the shoreline. Two French motor homes, satellite dishes already whirring (grrrrrrrrrr) were parked by the beach when we arrived. Another was reversing around a roundabout, the road blocked by a mound of sand, blown from the beach in the high winds and cows and donkeys grazing in the middle. There were also ...
... déjeuner in a quiet, sunlit garden with a cool glass of delicious Gris wine… a carriage ride back to the Jamâa-el-Fnaa… the elaborately dressed water sellers posing for photos… the snake charmers… the trained monkeys … the mystic chants of the Gnaouas from a group of Berber musicians twirling the tassels on their fezes as they play and dance… a bonjour from a shopkeeper… an endless ...
... his cell and talk on it for a bit while we were still zoomin through the streets is one crazy ride. There where a few times I just closed my eyes and said a lil prayer. But we made it with no problem and he dropped me off with kindness, and the first time didn't ask me for any money. I felt good about humanity once again. I was able to find what I had been looking for and a wonderful adventure to add the the many memories I have while being blessed enough to travel and experience the ...
... most people thought I was Moroccan and just tried to talk to me in Arabic. I have no idea what they said to me and I guess I never will.
We finished off the day by eating street food from stands that pop up in the square. I was fascinated to see the different types of meals on offer and the speed in which they prepared them. We ate sitting on long wooden benches much the style of those at Oktoberfest.
That morning saw us all saying good bye and heading off on our ...
... atmosphere. Inside the square was a different story. You took one picture and instantly there was a hand in front of you saying « Madame, picture, pay dirhams » After a couple times of being asked for cash, we were ready to get out of there. Here, although the city was so alive even into the late hours of the night, there were far too many tourists for my liking. So Luke and I booked a 3 day excursion to the east of the country… through ...