Hotel Dar Naciria Essaouira

... beaches with flocks of kite surfers decorating the skies and seas. A truly enchanting site.

Pete, Sarah, Phil, Craig and I ventured into town together but we soon segregated leaving Sarah and me to drink our Moroccan tea and do a little shopping in peace. The boys weren’t particularly keen on watching us venture into ...

... man after his bath with the locals. Apparently you go into a big room and they put local soap all over him and scub he said that a layer of skin came off and then they put big buckets of hot water all over him to make him clean. As I could not go Mohammad brought me back some local clay that you mix with water and put on your hair to make it really clean and nice so will have a girly night when we get home and we can try it out.

Marrakech, Marrakech-Tensift-Al Haouz, Morocco traceybelle

... dear as a souvenir) scarf - and they ended up draping it 'round my head and THEY snapped a pic of ME!

- Given my (relatively recent) penchant for collecting a bitty tattoo from each country I visit (o.k. I only have 2 so far - starting w/ my 1st ever in South Africa 5 years ago, followed by a sweet blue and yellow "Om" symbol from Bali ), I was understandably eager to add a permanent Morocco tattoo to my ...

... able to canter along the beach and through the waves with her horse – totally awesome, I want to do that some day – I AM going to do that some day! I was having a fantastic time, but part of me was extremely disappointed at having to be led. It was amazing riding along that beach – really beautiful, ******* the legs and bottom, but breathtaking just the same. We make our way back through the sand dunes to the ranch – the entire time we are riding around ...

... A popular old Russian song by Alla Pugachova, the light suddenly went down low for a couple of seconds and the show was over... It looked like synthesizer of a band member was burnt by electricity failure=( It was so pity...

So, as far as we ended our drinks, we went back through the night city, which looked wonderful at night... Then again we spent some time by the pool with some wine=)

... lovely room in Moroccan style. I felt like I'd never want to leave again. My first stop was Il Mare. A restaurant right behind the city walls but high enough to look over them. Ten days before Christmas, I was sitting outside on the roof terrace, enjoying a good lunch with a view of the ocean. It was blue skies all over and just pleasant. Was it really 3 days since I was walking through the snow...

... our feelings will change. Continued... few days later Essaouira turned out to be a lovely little seaside fishing village with a cross of ultra modern buildings and old world medina. We ended up driving straight through from Marrakech arriving around 2 to an already pretty full campsite, no worries one look at us they'll be gone in a second. Sure enough some did just that. After setting up camp we got straight into the truck ...

... And I guess it would have been nice to see you too. To answer your questions... Where was the worst Hostel you have had? - I haven't had any really bad hostels, but I guess Barcelona was the worst as people were getting their stuff stolen and the staff were so rude. What has been the best food you have had? - ohhh my lord there is too much to name! Gyros and pastries in Greece, choc dipped strawberries in Munich, Gelati and crepes and pizza in Italy ...

... traditionally it tells the history of their ancestorsenslaved trek into the area. Performers use 'qaraqa' which are brass hand cymbals to recreate the sound of chains while the dances involve restricted leg movements that invokes the images of shackles. Interesting enough, this music is blended with modern 'trance' music (techno music) which is popular here as in ...

... the perfect antidote to bustling Marrakech. This is a beach town; it's more laid back, in some ways more tourist friendly and yet lovely and less crowded. Maybe this is Morocco-lite, but it's still very nice. You could honeymoon here. We went to the guidebook recommended restaurant el Bab Lachour for dinner, where a stray cat was very interested in Andrew's sardines-- it practically climbed into his lap, before settling on using him as a scratching post ...