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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
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... was our kindle as a tour guide we embarked upon a journey of enlightenment and learning as we read about the town and its many secrets. Our time in Meknes tingled our cultural tastebuds as we felt we brushed the surface of the real Morocco. As you can tell the creative juices have really been flowing leading to a literary triumph of a blog. Or in reality we found it really amusing and it entertained us while in a rainy Chefchaouen. Hope you enjoyed it ...
... walking back to the middle of the madina we made our way to local collective shop where i found my very own magic carpet, Moroccan style. It was so hard to decide but i settled on a Kielm which is a type of rug that Meknes specialises in and i was very happy with it but what a choice. Poor Sarah just had to sit there while i ummed and Ahhed over what one to chose. After an amazing morning we made our way back to the Riad where we were met by our driver who ...
... I saw, with my own eyes, two huge trees filled from top to bottom with goats. The goats looked like giant Christmas ornaments. They filled the branches. I envied the people in the car that had stopped to document it.
We arrived in Marrakech in ample time. The back of the Supratours bus station has a door leading directly to the train tracks and we were able to board the ...
... that totally failed to serve their design objective. They were selling bundles of phone chargers.
We made it back to the restaurant where our bags were stored and waited for the rest of the group. To my surprise all of them returned and on time. Which meant we were all waiting at the station when the train arrived. Unfortunately so were a lot of locals and we ended up standing in the aisle of the train for nearly two hours. It was all very ...
... and railings and planing timber window frames and shutters.
Already lost, we just kept turning up and down alleyways, coming across something new and interesting at every bend, a cart piled high with sweet smelling strawberries, an old man bent double pulling a hand cart up a hill, a street of smoke which turned out to be a number of charcoal ovens selling food, a jewellery quarter, shoeshiners, numerous shops of cotton reels where ...