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 ...
... with the A/C on. I ended up taking 1/2 an Imitrex for my migraine, which seemed to help.
Hunter went down to find out where we could go to get something to eat. We were starving since we hadn't eaten anything since breakfast on the plane. So, we went to Cafe Arabe. We sat upstairs on the patio and enjoyed the misters, since it had definitely warmed up. We ordered iced mint tea and iced citron tea to drink and tagines (beef kefta and chicken with ...
... group of people and a family of 4 tortoises in my entire life!
During a story about how the guys had all climbed the Atlas Mountains in their vans a bottle of wine was pulled out and everyone enjoyed the illegal liquid which was served in a plastic bottle with a dodgy label on it.The tortoises were soon high off of shisha fumes and shuffled back to their home behind the plant pot, Kat and I soon followed and headed for a super chilled out sleep.