Trip Start Jan 30, 2009
Trip End May 22, 2010

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Thursday, May 13, 2010

Well alter a beautiful time spent in the Atlas Mountains we grabbed a cab headed to Marrakesh. We shared it with our esteemed English friends( a mother and a daughter) whom the daughter had recently been Left at the altar and were there to help get over it. A hour and a half later we arrived first at our hotel and thank fully we had called early to have someone met us at the gate because let me tell you the cab left us outside thisbustleing market, the likes of which I had never seen. A covering(casbah) protected all the small shops from raging heat as hundreds of people on bikes or foot passed in and out of one of these tiny passings. This passing was one of many in the old Medina/city of Marrakesh.

Our time there was first spent by being dropped off and walked back to our hotel. I still remember the fear of getting smashed by one of those bikes, but they were so used to navigating through the side streets that it never happened. We arrived at our hotel and walked into what seemed like another world. Terribly neat and clean with a real Moroccan architecture, we sat down and waited as they served us some more mint tea similar to that of the mountain( how i love that tea). We got settled into our beautiful room where rose pedals were spread outeverywhere, I felt like a king. We hung around and explored a little bithanging out and even running into the english friends again than retired to ourhotel were i had my first cooking class. We made chicken and moroccan salads itwas delicious(I would later go on to try making a simliar dish of tomatos onlyto fail miserable even though it only consists of water tomatos and sugar)

            Ourfirst real day in morocco went about with a tour guide who showed us all the nooks and crannies of the old city, it was quite overwhleming I must say.People on bikes, no real sense of direction, cramped confined spaces, because we stuck out like a sore thumb all the people asked us to enter in there shops. All in all it was very cool to see my first arabic country but it was far tooverwhelming. But after a long day of walking around we went home for somesleep and awoke the next morning to go for another tour as well as meet up withone of my moms best friends who had come to morocco with her daughter as well.Over the next two days spend with our american friends doing various activitieslike watch snake charmers or touching monkeys and even carriage rides. Weenjoied our time there throughly despite being overwhlemed and than afterwardsheaded to a small Oceanside village called Essoaria(spelling not correct)

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