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... place and souqs). It was what I expected. Quite similar to the Istanbul markets but not as good. I found a shop that sells 100 percent Argan oil so will go back at the end of our tour and get some. I just wandered around checking everything out. I didn't get hassled much at all. I just didn't display much interest and they leave you alone. All those trips to Bali have taught me well. Had a light lunch of orange juice, ...
... was about 19 degrees when we got there (around 4.30pm). Through immigration, bag screening and luggage collection and woohoo there was my pick up. Must admit I was wondering if they'd be there. There's an English couple also being picked up, Kate and Myles, and they're on the tour. Really nice couple. Marrakech airport is really nice. I didn't get any photos but will do when I leave. ...
... Our camper was parked for the night in a location less than 200m from the main entrance to the square. The number of people around was just amazing. It was beautiful day so instead of our usual "Hop on Hop off" tourist trip around a new city we opted for a horse drawn carriage, believing we had negotiated for the city tour with an English speaking guide and to be dropped off at the museum at the end. The guide hopped on and ...
... We were sad to say goodbye to our travelling companions and to Said whom we had grown so fond of. Said was simply an exceptional guide, he welcomed us into his country and showed us the best of Morocco. His warmth, passion and sense of humour added another dimension to our experience and we thank him for that.
As we closed the door of the riad and headed out to the airport we reflected on how we had enjoyed every day and every experience in Morocco, as ...
... every now and then and joined in dancing with us as well. I'm sure the French couple downstairs was complaining about poor service, because we were getting all of it. We even got to experience what I think was a sort of Moroccan freestyle session, consisting of us standing in a circle, shouting something that sounded like "I broke my leg!" while the smallest of the musicians danced in the center and said random lines in Arabic. I resisted the urge to ...