Blogs from Grand Casablanca, Morocco, Africa - page 4

The Moroccan policeman has a smile on his face that looks pasted-on friendly but it's pretty clear to us all that there's serious intent as he reaches forward and touches my arm over and over. Even our ever-smiling guide Redouane ("Red-One") has lost the happy light in his eyes. But that's not important just yet ... let's go back just a bit. ................................ RABAT, Morocco It's like a symphony performed with the lights turned out. The sounds float on the cool pre-dawn air into our hotel room through the window left open to allow fresh air that won't come from the non-functioning A/C unit. First, the sweetly lyrical but haunting chant crying out through the loudspeaker that calls the Muslim faithful to the first of their 5 times daily prayer. Then a... read more

Sobota miała być jedynym dniem w Maroko z opadami i faktycznie przywitał nas deszcz i pogoda prawie taka jak w Polsce. Miejscowi w chałatach do ziemi z polaru i w kapturach. Bimbę, co super zniosła trudy podróży, trzeba było przewinąć na lotnisku. Gdy Q zaczął zbliżać się do łazienki z wiedzą, że w damskiej jest przewijak a w męskiej nie, a na dodatek w damskiej siedzi 12 bab i pali jednego papierosa, zaczepiła go pani babcia klozetowa, z propozycją, że przewinie dziecko, żeby mężczyzna nie musiał kalać sobie rąk. Do Casablanki dojechaliśmy też w deszczu i w korku. Poza tym, małaEm i jej mamusia dojechały całe w żygowinkach - u mnie spódnica, leggingsy, kamizelka i bluzka. U małejEm kamizelka głównie. Nie wiem jeszcze, co zrobić z kilogramem namokniętego śmierdzącego pierza, którym jest teraz moja puchowa kamizelka. ... read more

So there we were, out in the midst of nowhere, in the desert. Desert isn’t always a series of harsh red dunes, it is sometimes grey stones for miles, or dun coloured nothing. What is amazing is that we often saw goatherds or shepherds way out there in the nothing, with their charges, along with unemployed dogs. These were sad. Dogs no longer able to scare away the wolves and protect the lambs and kids are simply abandoned as the nomads move on. They stand, pathetically, at the edge of the road and survive on handouts provided by passers by. Oh, so sad. However, we were not unemployed, and we certainly were not hungry. There was always plenty of food, and most of it pretty good. And for those who ask – yes we could get ... read more

Morocco- The Ancient Medina. We flew from Madrid, Spain to Casablanca, Morocco. I had heard this line in the Movie "Almost Famous" with Kate Hudson. She and OP are standing waiting after a show and Lady (Kate Hudson) says to OP. "Don't say good-bye. When we meet again, we will live in Morocco for one-year. one year- got it?" I don't know why that made such an impression on me. Maybe seeing the movie hundreds of times it gets engraved to your brain that this Morocco must be miraculous if Kate Hudson's character Lady wants to go there for a whole year. I mean, she's amazing. She says Morocco, then I must go to Morocco. The real reason I wanted to go to Morocco is that it is a land I have only ever heard of. ... read more

Geo: 33.5756, -7.6178Salut tout le monde.Nous voici donc à notre avant dernière journée de voyage. Une peite journée agréable.On a pris notre temps pour sortir. Nous sommes allée magasiner. J'ai trouvé un petit ensemble. tunique avec pantalon. Quel hasard rigolo aussi on a rencontrer les confrère de travail de Denis. Donc on a pris un breuvage et bavarder du Maroc. On a continuer a magasiner avec eux mais il y avais tellement de monde qu'on les a perdu.Puis nous avons ramener la voiture. Un peu difficille de trouver la place. Nous avions oublié les papiers à la maison. Le gars a été obligé de venir nous racompagner . Nous avons vidé la réserve de vin du magasin. Puis on s'est fait un bon petit couscous au poulet et raisin. Une bonne salade.Relaxation en soir&eacu... read more