Itinerary
We flew into Agadir with Aerlingus. Agadir is a very quiet beachside Moroccon town. We stayed at the Hotel Sindibad. The twin room, ensuite, cost 15Euro per person. We ate our dinners at the 1,001 Nights restaurant adjacent to the hotel. By and large this place gives you no feel whatsoever for the offerings of Morocco. I recommend staying here a day at most, if at all.
From Agadir, we travelled by bus to Assouira. Another beach side town, although this one has more to it. We stayed in the Riad Nahkma. The riad had a rooftop terrace and deals on baths and massages. The twin ensuite cost 20Euro per person per night. It is possible to ride horses and camels on the beach. There are a good choice of restaurants and kiosks to eat in.
We left Assouira to Merrakech by bus. Here, we stayed in the hotel Sherazade. The room cost about 25Euro per person per night. Like the other places we stayed in, the breakfast was extra. It is a much larger town, with miles and miles of markets to see and haggle in. The square is also full of places to get everything from orange juice to soups to full dinners, tented in the open air.
From Merrakech we bought a tour package from Sahara Services. 4X4 to and from the desert. One night in a guest house. Travelled by camel to stay a night at an oasis and then by camel and 4x4 to stay at the feet of 40km of large sand dunes. We returned to Merrakech by 4x4 via a different route through the Low and High Atlas mountain ranges. All told, the tour cost 320Euro each. It was supposed to be 385, but we were given a student price, at least that is what they said.
We were booked our return flight from Merrakech with Ryanair. Going by way of Luton, England.
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The Trip
The question, I'm sure, on everyone's lips was “Where is Mairtin?”... at least it was the one my mother had [face scrunches in consternation].
I was in Morocco with Gleb. We booked the tickets back in November, with my usual aplomb, I did not note we were away for Valentines day... the interim months were replete with tawdry gay jokes.
The Arrival
Arrived in Morocco without much ado. Taking in the savanaesque landscape called the Lion King theme music to mind. That was fleeting. After passport control, People kept grabbing our bags, so they could get a tip, I fell for the cunning ploy. You win this round Morocco [shakes fist].
Morocco 1 – Foreigners 0
We got a Taxi [a battered early 90s Merc, of the vintage featured in 3 Kings] to our hotel. After fruitless seconds looking for safety belt buckles, our taxi driver told us you don't have to wear them in Morocco. He sounded strangely smug. The road was full of pedal-start motor bikes, beeping, goats and finely choreographed traffic, it reminded me of China. When we reached our hotel, the taxi driver said,”That is two hundred- Two hundred and fifty.”- Clearly a sly bump-up... we let it slide.
Morocco 2 - Suckers 0
Agadir
The restaurant we ate at gave us a free refill on our bread basket without us asking.
2 – Wisened Travellers 1 [Although it only happened the first night, the second night, she remained pointedly empty]
Next morning, Gleb observed that he knew I was awake because I was not snoring.
Walking through Agadir, a man beckoned us to his stall. Knowing no better, we went over. He sold us magic boxes- a box with a hidden locking mechanism. He said that if I could open it that I would get it for free. Once I openned on the first hidden compartment, he took it from me and opened it himself, the bastard. On the upside, we got them for under half price... on the downside I didn't want one. We'll call it a draw.
Stay tuned for more mishaps and madcap antics, same chem-time, same chem-channel.
We flew into Agadir with Aerlingus. Agadir is a very quiet beachside Moroccon town. We stayed at the Hotel Sindibad. The twin room, ensuite, cost 15Euro per person. We ate our dinners at the 1,001 Nights restaurant adjacent to the hotel. By and large this place gives you no feel whatsoever for the offerings of Morocco. I recommend staying here a day at most, if at all.
From Agadir, we travelled by bus to Assouira. Another beach side town, although this one has more to it. We stayed in the Riad Nahkma. The riad had a rooftop terrace and deals on baths and massages. The twin ensuite cost 20Euro per person per night. It is possible to ride horses and camels on the beach. There are a good choice of restaurants and kiosks to eat in.
We left Assouira to Merrakech by bus. Here, we stayed in the hotel Sherazade. The room cost about 25Euro per person per night. Like the other places we stayed in, the breakfast was extra. It is a much larger town, with miles and miles of markets to see and haggle in. The square is also full of places to get everything from orange juice to soups to full dinners, tented in the open air.
From Merrakech we bought a tour package from Sahara Services. 4X4 to and from the desert. One night in a guest house. Travelled by camel to stay a night at an oasis and then by camel and 4x4 to stay at the feet of 40km of large sand dunes. We returned to Merrakech by 4x4 via a different route through the Low and High Atlas mountain ranges. All told, the tour cost 320Euro each. It was supposed to be 385, but we were given a student price, at least that is what they said.
We were booked our return flight from Merrakech with Ryanair. Going by way of Luton, England.
_____________________________________________________________________
The Trip
The question, I'm sure, on everyone's lips was “Where is Mairtin?”... at least it was the one my mother had [face scrunches in consternation].
I was in Morocco with Gleb. We booked the tickets back in November, with my usual aplomb, I did not note we were away for Valentines day... the interim months were replete with tawdry gay jokes.
The Arrival
Arrived in Morocco without much ado. Taking in the savanaesque landscape called the Lion King theme music to mind. That was fleeting. After passport control, People kept grabbing our bags, so they could get a tip, I fell for the cunning ploy. You win this round Morocco [shakes fist].
Morocco 1 – Foreigners 0
We got a Taxi [a battered early 90s Merc, of the vintage featured in 3 Kings] to our hotel. After fruitless seconds looking for safety belt buckles, our taxi driver told us you don't have to wear them in Morocco. He sounded strangely smug. The road was full of pedal-start motor bikes, beeping, goats and finely choreographed traffic, it reminded me of China. When we reached our hotel, the taxi driver said,”That is two hundred- Two hundred and fifty.”- Clearly a sly bump-up... we let it slide.
Morocco 2 - Suckers 0
Agadir
The restaurant we ate at gave us a free refill on our bread basket without us asking.
2 – Wisened Travellers 1 [Although it only happened the first night, the second night, she remained pointedly empty]
Next morning, Gleb observed that he knew I was awake because I was not snoring.
Walking through Agadir, a man beckoned us to his stall. Knowing no better, we went over. He sold us magic boxes- a box with a hidden locking mechanism. He said that if I could open it that I would get it for free. Once I openned on the first hidden compartment, he took it from me and opened it himself, the bastard. On the upside, we got them for under half price... on the downside I didn't want one. We'll call it a draw.
Stay tuned for more mishaps and madcap antics, same chem-time, same chem-channel.
Is that box pretty?
ReplyDeleteIt does have a nice grain pattern on it, but I think it is useless, I shall be fobbing it off on my mother :)
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