About three hours after said-class, I boarded a train with some friends from school, and off we went to Marrakech. Eight sweaty, long hours later, we found ourselves in Djemaa el-Fna, which is the main square of the medina. In three nights we were in Marrakech, we were able to
- Get hassled relentlessly by vendors
- Eat a fresh donuts strung together by a blade of grass in the Mellah
- See nearly every cemetary in Marrakech
- Go to a Moroccan wedding
- Get hit by a car
- Visited the Jardin Majorelle and see the Islamic Art Museum
- Eat the best chwarama in Morocco for 20dh
- Walk some more
- See the snake charmers
- Eat chocolate and watch Flight of the Conchords from my ipod
- Eat at another restaurant where the service was so good we forgot we were in Morocco
Funny sign for the hammam
After Kendell left us early Monday morning so she could make it to her afternoon class, Yan and I split up the eight-hour train ride be stopping in Casablanca for the night. There, we:
- Walked around some more, because apparently that's our favorite thing to do
- Saw the Hassan II Mosque, which is not only the second largest mosque in the world, but has the world's largest minaret, a laser that points to Mecca, AND a glass floor over the Atlantic ocean
- Passed by Rick's Café
- Walked through the medina
- Walked even more along the Atlantic
- Ate tapas and paella which tasted suspiciously like gumbo
- Ate more donuts
Hassan II Mosque at night
More pictures are here and here.
Now I'm back in Fez, sitting and enjoying my last week in Morocco before I go back to the States and face the real world. Tonight there are tentative plans of seeing an movie at the cinéma, and tomorrow the plan is to take a day trip to Taza, a Berber town about an hour and a half away by train or grand taxi. From there, we'll head over to the cedar forest, which is home to the Barbary ape. I haven't decided what else to do with the rest of last week in Morocco, but that will come later. Today, I had my last couscous Friday in Morocco. Tear.
B'salama,
Danielle
More pictures are here and here.
Now I'm back in Fez, sitting and enjoying my last week in Morocco before I go back to the States and face the real world. Tonight there are tentative plans of seeing an movie at the cinéma, and tomorrow the plan is to take a day trip to Taza, a Berber town about an hour and a half away by train or grand taxi. From there, we'll head over to the cedar forest, which is home to the Barbary ape. I haven't decided what else to do with the rest of last week in Morocco, but that will come later. Today, I had my last couscous Friday in Morocco. Tear.
B'salama,
Danielle
3 comments:
Best of luck to you and your application :)
AND, and...I hope you realize that you have quite a lot of moroccan recipes to execute in my Pgh home in a few month's time.
Hit by a car???
We should have that long-awaited bowl of freshly fried bacon ends ready for you when you awake from your return to the US.
if you could somehow greet me with a plate of cheesecake brownies as well that would be ideal : )
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