Day 1 (Continued) - Blogabond

At the other Moroccans suggestion, I stayed at the Grand Hotel Ville de la France -- a bargain at 165 dh. A nice place -- somewhat old, but with nice, quiet gardens and all the amenities of home and then some (a bidet for example).

I was, of course, approached by a guide (Abdul? Ahmed?) and decided that his services could be used. We walked around the Medina a bit, went to the obligatory carpet shop, and then to a restaurant where clearly all the guides brought their tourists. It was expensive and inhabited by one large group of Germans and three brits from Gibralter ("Gib" as they say) for the day. We shared some wine (they were on their third bottle) which needed to be considerably watered down. Whether it was their accent I don't know, but I understood them less than I did the french-speaking Moroccans. While I was tempted to party with them after, I was much too tired and instead went back to the hotel to sleep.

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shoshtrvls on May 19, 1991 from Tangier, Morocco

from the travel blog: Morocco (1991)

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