Blogs from Morocco, Africa - page 255

21/7The Skipper is a lazy bastard (guess who washed the deck?). And dangerously fat. And alcoholic. And he has diabetes, so he has a bit of an excuse(damn). We went to get all of the stuff from the supermarket today - I have never met anyone who was so slow at walking - he said I was not being "Spanish" enough about things. I should have said he was just a slow cunt. Half way along he went hypo (or is it hyper) glycemic. Thats what he said, but I think he just wanted to sit down and eat a mars bar washed down with spanish lager. It did get me worried if he had a proper "do" out 2 sea, I would be administering mars bars and lager whilst trying not to smash into a ... read more

MOROCCO “Forty days in Morocco!!! Are you mad?” screamed my neighbor, Riaz. His perplexity was natural. English is rarely spoken in Morocco and the language barrier may create problems. Being determined, I boarded Emirate Airlines Boeing 777 on June 26, 04 for Casablanca. There were nearly 300 passengers. All applauded when the airplane made a smooth landing. I joined them and appreciated a good custom. Immigration formalities were brief and soon I found myself on a waiting train right in the terminal area. In about 30 minutes, the train reached the city. I had a reservation for a hotel which was located next door. In a moment, I was at the reception of Ibis Moussafir with a printout of my Internet booking. Never before finding a place to straighten my back was so safe and so ... read more

Got to Marrakech on a very hot Sunday. Went straight to the Hotel, showered in a huge marble tub and went out to the souk. Walk through all the alleys and narrow streets breathing those wonderful scents, colors and sounds. Got some hash from a local vendor, smoked it in a miniature narguile and kept walking in a wonderful daze... couldn't believe my eyes. Bought some strange, colorful pastries that tasted like a slice of heaven (maybe because of the hash?) and kept walking forever... I felt observed, maybe because of my tattoos, maybe because it was Ramadan and I was eating like a pig? Who knows...... read more

Once we left Puerta Vallarta we returned to Mecixo City, spent a night, then flew up to New York where we spent 5 days. I fell in love with the place immediately. We stayed near Times Square and did the usual tourist activities such as walking around Central Park, the Guggenheim, all the Villages, Brooklyn Bridge etc. Can't wait to return. Next stop is Morocco. We entered Morocco via Casablanca, spent the night then got the first train out to Marrakesh some four hours away. Our time in Marrakesh was spent at a psychedelic little hotel just off the frantic main square, down a very narrow laneway. The rooftop gave panoramic views over the mainly terracotta-coloured city, a date palm here and there, and a backdrop of the snow-covered High Atlas Mountains. A nice place where ... read more

Geo: 34.9224, -6.19284Essouira Altas Mtns Marrakech... read more