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or four friends .. , a wild wood, coffee table and leather ottomans (day 2)


Today we wanted to get some sleep ', the end and' holiday is not it? But we eventually find ourselves at breakfast and all four in advance. We woke up from the "English lessons", our friends ... by prayer in their window in the morning ... and a rooster attacked Pavarotti finished singing the prayer. Their "Jasmine" has windows on the street ... : D
We plan the day as we eat a delicious breakfast: coffee 'and milk, orange juice, pancakes, cake, bread and various jams, butter and honey.
We go out with a visit in the "center" and back to the car we invested Dalfiume of people the night before. Indeed, and 'much more,' cause now there are just people and motorcycle lights off (indeed, at least with these light we see and we can avoid them) but you'd never know that carts pass us in the streets so ' Instead there are the close ... if you squashed against the wall!
It 'a very exciting, it seems a city' that never sleeps (and maybe it 's true), we puo'divertire much walking around, looking aside to pay much attention anyway. A look at where you go is not likely to be hit by a scooter, a bicycle, a cart pulled by a donkey, or all these things together!
Thanks to the map on the road we come to the museum, where for 60 dhm (about 5.40 €) we input the cumulative for the museum, the Madrasa (or Medersa) and the Ben Youssef Koubba Almoravide.
The three monuments are close together, but the visit will take until well after lunch time. There
linger very quickly without looking at them, especially in the museum and that 'what we like best'. We must understand, that we have with us as an engineer building a crazy photographer every stucco wall.
Did you know that all of the buildings is the marble from Italy, not bought, but traded for sugar cane?











past two o'clock all stomachs screaming now, and we decided that lunch can 'be a good idea. Let us return to the streets and choose one of the addresses of the guide, the coffee 'Toubkal. E 'an unpretentious little place, with tables right on piazza.A tell the truth' as below, and 'a bit too' full try to venture out on the terrace, despite routard alert me that there is a hot one Schioppa. And how did we get right ... for thirty seconds at the temperature gauge go down and run to retake the final table where we gather in four. Here you 'you are well! We eat very well also spending around 180 dhm including drinks. By the way, the waiters in Marrakech have a bad habit to assume that even if you're a tourist does not drink and try to escape before you can order a drink. Stop them in time! We take it easy, we do a sort of siesta, enjoying the spectacle that parades in front of us. A few steps away, a police officer argues vigorously in Arabic with a Moroccan man carrying something on a cart. The man did not appear at all intimidated from uniform: almost more gesturing and yelling 'the policeman.
We'll walk up to the minaret, its gardens are in full bloom and create a beautiful effect of color.



After so much culture, to devote themselves to frivolity. We spend the rest of the afternoon wandering in the souks, prolonging the eye on What we would like to buy the last day, none of the four of us want to crawl in tour purchases!
Luciano and I immediately decide that buying a table of cedar wood, as soon as we see there some love! My dad 'carpenter would be proud of me! Well, how to take it home .. and that 'not a problem when we ask ...
We have so much fun, we little women take the streets completely at random, while the boys take care to keep in mind in the right direction.











souks impression on me, the colors and ... smells, never unpleasant, perhaps because 'not yet very hot, often strong. We recognize in the souk of the nose skin and our friends decided immediately that it will 'a bag of their victim. One of my favorite 'instead of the spice souk, in its many colors and scents.



Intermezzo visit to the souk with a te 'mint in one of the many bars that has a terrace on the square. The day we fly, the sun is in a flash.
we decide to have dinner before returning always to Caffe 'Toubkal, where we had found a really good lunch. We walked so much that we suspect that if we return to take a shower bye legs to go out again !!!!! We eat lamb tajine four superb, spending 160 dhm. Actually we ordered four completely different dishes: a tajine of chicken, a vegetable and beef but apparently the kitchen that night .. luckily served lamb like a lamb to us all!

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Morocco .. or four friends, a wild wood, coffee table and leather ottomans (day 1)

thought you were rid of my stories are true? But no! After the Middle East to Morocco here I am, I will tell of a journey than a week we did this spring. Happy reading!


are four on this trip, but unusual experience for us ... with Anto and Giuly are now a quasi-group-tested!! Soil New York has already 'seen together once again and' touched I direct the play, that 'make your selections and reservations with the other three that They took everything at face value. We hope the trip goes well, 'cause the beginning and' uncertain. We start with two hours late 'cause you on the plane and' off the co-pilot's seat .......!!!! Our flight from Bergamo
lands in Marrakech very late, we leave the gate a po'rassegnati we touch 'the taxi, minibus goodbye mandate from our riad. But of course they will inform the timing of flights, do not always make the Italians malfidenti. Our sign "Riad L'Orchidee 'and' them 'that awaits us. Obviously there behind the sign 'the driver ....
The journey to Medina takes maybe fifteen minutes, the shuttle can not 'lead us to the door of the riad because it is within the city old, hidden in an alley in the midst of many other streets, all pedestrian (in the sense that they are too narrow for our car, because all the smaller vehicles, from motorbikes to the bee, if you slam the concept of pedestrian ... provided that there is in Morocco!).
Our driver stops at a small parking lot adjacent to the right lane. It 'time for dinner and around us there is' a real flood of people, which threatens to overwhelm us and the suitcases. The driver takes us safely through a maze of narrow streets to the door of the riad. Try to memorize at least the road to the parking lot. Right, left, left again .. easy right? Wait, maybe it was right left right .... Our riad
makes us a little 'effect cave of Ali 'Baba', which in my imagination would be just so '. Out of an anonymous gray brick wall, then open the door and find yourself in Wonderland.
In our case, the door opens onto an elegant entrance, complete with a small pool decorated with lights suffuse.
Our two rooms are waiting for us, Capucine on the ground floor ...
(the photos are taken from the site of the riad)



and Jasmine on the first floor.



bring their suitcases up two flights of stairs or open the door next to the pool??



As good a chance to pull heads or tails of the rooms and we must just throw the bags over the pool rather than 'pull the trolley on the steps ... But' our victory has a downside, we'll find out just hours after ...
After a quick shower we are ready to go out to dinner before setting foot in the street we do provide guidance from the nice lady who runs the Moroccan riad on how to reach Jesmi El Fna square. Easy to say: we get to the parking lot (or not?). From there ', first right, then left .... and then ...
We have everything in my head, but be mistaken 'first right after the parking lot. Get
does not seem a good idea, also because 'we are now lured by too many people who want us to see the square ... and even bring in all different directions.
the end it seems that the most ' smart to do is follow the river of people and motorbikes that we circorda and also tries to invest in it. The first impact of Marrakech and 'dizzying but fun! The crowd goes
least in the same direction, it will be 'the right one? By the grace of God, yes'. The first impact of
Jesmi El Fna square, especially because the sight of night, and 'substantial. We come from the North and the first thing that strikes us are the lights and the huge smoke that rises from the stalls that cook food. We see both, before you even see what it produces. There are many, side by side in the center of the square, with benches placed all around. They are competing for customers, everyone is trying to convince you to eat them approach that inspires the first language (in our case, also English !!!!!).
At the end of exhaustion (and hunger) we choose the fourth or fifth that circuit. Eat kebabs and sauces, the urge to run and 'too much but we're really tired, just keep your eyes open,' a company.
decide for lullabies ... if we find the road to the riad.