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    • Darren and JanetMorocco and Portugal 2023
      22
      Giorno 11

      Marrakech meandering

      3 marzo 2023, Marocco ⋅ ⛅ 20 °C

      From our riad in the centre of town, we decided to walk the north of the city today. We headed through the maze of alleys to the main square, Jamaa el Fna, firstly in search of an ATM. It was a popular choice, as the queue at the main bank was lengthy - fortunately Mr Google told me there was another one in the next street, so we went there and were cashed up quickly.

      First stop was the 12th century Koutoubia Mosque, whose minaret is the most visible landmark of the city.

      We visited Cyber Park, a tranquil garden with an odd technology theme, before continuing into the suburbs. The streets were just as busy, but this was full of locals, not tourists. We had lunch at a small cafe and wandered the souks, who sell a large array of traditional textiles, pottery and jewelry, as well as the usual tourist trinkets.

      We came back to the city via a number of caches (they're mostly in market stalls and shops so they don't go missing, so you have to ask for them... but it certainly breaks the ice with the shopkeeper 😁).

      Dinner was a Dabachi Sandwich, a street food mixture of meats, cheese, egg and spices, barbequed together and served in a pocket bread.

      We then wandered Jamaa el Fna Square, which certainly comes alive after dark with endless food and drink choices, stalls selling everything from clothes to carpets, souvenir sellers, snake charmers and sideshow games.      Leggi altro

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    • Europe 2022 - 2023
      221212
      Giorno 322

      Marrakesh, Morocco

      26 marzo 2023, Marocco ⋅ ☁️ 28 °C

      Marrakech, like many of the major cities, we once the capital of Morocco. It was the capital at its founding in 1070. Fes became the capital in the 13th century, but Marrakech regained capital status again in the 16th century. The current capital in Rabat.

      The main attraction in Marrakesh is the Jemaa el-Fnaa or the Main Square of the Medina. It is still as you might have seen in movies or videos. There are cobra charmers, monkeys on leashes which may steal your hat for fun, and today there are juice vendors galore. It is lively, but a bit touristy.

      As a bit of an "whoopsie" on our part our arrival in Marrakesh was also the day before Ramadan started. Luckily, we found a really good restaurant open for breakfast in our neighborhood of Sidi Mimmoun. Lunch proved a bit harder some days, and dinner after sundown got crowded.

      Fun fact, the Berbers, who inhabited Morocco before the "Arabs" called Marrakech "ⵎⵕⵕⴰⴽⵛ". While we don't know how to pronounce it, we can tell you the Berber people's language is MUCH easier to pronounce than Arabic. We just can't read their alphabet.      Leggi altro

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    • Leichtes Gepäck
      12
      Giorno 9

      Marrakesch

      19 aprile 2023, Marocco ⋅ ⛅ 25 °C

      Marrakesch - auch bekannt als Perle des Südens - ist ein riesiges Labyrinth an engen Gassen, vollgestopft mit kleinen Läden, die Waren quellen daraus hervor bis auf die Straße. Jeder Laden versucht, bunter, lauter und auffälliger zu sein. Über Lederwaren, Kleider, Schals, Kopftücher, Fleisch, Gemüse, Laternen und Datteln ist alles dabei. Es gibt keine Einkaufsstraße, die ganze Innenstadt ist ein riesiger Souk. Abends von ca. 20 bis 23 Uhr ist die Haupteinkaufszeit der Einheimischen. Dann sind die Gassen so voll mit feilschenden Menschen und verwirrten Touristen, dass es kein Vorwärtskommen gibt. Andauernd hört man die kurzen Hupen von Motorrollern oder Mofas, die, auch wenn es unmöglich erscheint, durch die Menge rasen und so eng an einem vorbeistreichen, dass man sofort die Füße einzieht, beladen mit bis zu vier Personen in Flipflops, oft ohne Helm und Licht. Dazwischen noch Fahrräder, Pferdekarren, beladene Maultiere, Straßenkatzen und Straßenhunde. Die Luft ist erfüllt von unterschiedlichsten Gerüchen und es gibt die leckersten Backwaren. Wir sehen aus wie leichte Beute, offensichtliche blonde, hellhäutige Aliens. Für die Bevölkerung sehen alle Europäer gleich aus. Wir wurden schon öfters für Spanier oder Portugiesen gehalten. :-D
      Good Spices! It's your size! Best quality! So lauten die Lockrufe für die Touris. Die gesamte Stadt hat es professionell optimiert, die Touris über den Tisch zu ziehen, ohne dass sie es merken. Es fängt bei den Kindern an, die in den Nebengassen sagen: " It is closed! You have to go this way! There is the market! I can show you!" und endet bei raffinierten Tricks der Händler, die einem Geschenke machen, probieren lassen, viel zu schnell zu viel abfüllen, viel zu hohe Preise nennen und einem weis machen, dass man Glück hat, weil der Laden ja nur einmal die Woche auf hat! Es ist die absolute Reizüberflutung. Unsere Taktik ist nun, auf Arabisch "La Shukran! Rubama ghadan!" (Nein danke! Vielleicht morgen!) zu sagen. Das wirkt Wunder im Vergleich zu Englisch oder Französisch. Nach 23 Uhr geht alles ganz schnell. Die Läden machen nacheinander dicht und die leuchtenden bunten vollgestopften Gassen verwandeln sich in leere dunkle Gänge, voller Müll, durch die nur noch Roller und Mofas nach Hause rasen. Die Müllabfuhr versucht vergeblich, mit vollen Müllwägen und Maultierkarren den Müll abzutransportieren. Dazwischen ausgemergelte Hunde und Katzen, die den Müll nach Nahrung durchsuchen.
      Auf dem größten Platz ist nachts die Zeit der Gaukler und Geschichtenerzähler. Eine Stimmung, die sich nicht in Fotos oder Videos einfangen lässt. Um jeden Geschichtenerzähler oder jede Gauklergruppe ist ein großer Kreis aus Schaulustigen, die gebannt zuhören, in vorderster Reihe Kinder mit großen leuchtenden Augen.
      Untergekommen sind wir in einem sogenannten Riad, die es hier überall gibt. Ein Riad ist ein traditionell marokkanisches Haus mit Innenhof und Garten, von dem in allen Richtungen in mehreren Stockwerken die Räume abgehen. Unser Riad ist bunt verziert und bemalt und von der Raumaufteilung mit einem Hostel vergleichbar.      Leggi altro

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    • ViaggiatoreMarokko 2024 ab Marrakesch
      1
      Giorno 1

      Platz der Gehängten Marrakesch

      2 gennaio, Marocco ⋅ ☀️ 22 °C

      So liebe Leute hier nun ein erster Bericht sowie Bilder zum heutigen Tag in der Medina von Marrakesch.

      Uns wurde im Vorfeld vieles zu diesem Ort erzählt und nicht immer nur Gutes. Somit starteten wir doch mit eher gemischten Gefühlen. Diese wurden binnen kurzer Zeit aber in sehr positive verwandelt.
      Wenn du ein paar wesentliche Regeln befolgst, wie ehrliches Verhandeln und nur dann wenn du kaufen möchtest, keinem zu folgen der dir den Weg zeigen will und nur nach fragen und Zustimmung, Personen zu fotografieren, hast du schon das Wichtigste gelernt.

      Was uns gefreut hat, dass auch hier wie im Rest von Marokko keiner wirklich aufdringlich ist. Die Menschen sind sehr freundlich und höflich und zuvorkommend.

      Diese Stadt erinnert wahrhaftig an 1001 Nacht. Der gesamte Souk vermengt touristischen Handel mit mindestens ebenso viel realem geschäftigem Treiben der einheimischen Bevölkerung, das Färberviertel und auch das Gerberviertel.

      Die Straßenküchen duften herrlich und die Gerichte schmecken fantastisch.

      Ab dem Frühen Abend füllt sich der Platz der Gehängten mit einer Vielzahl an Ständen, Gauklern, Schlangenbeschwörer, Musiker, Tänzer und Geschichtenerzähler.

      Schaut euch die Fotos an und gewinnt erste Eindrücke.

      Marrakesch ist aber noch viel mehr. Hier prallen Reichtum und Armut brutal aufeinander. Hier gibt es die feinsten Hamam, genauso wie tolle Gärten und Hotels der Spitzenklasse.
      Marrakesch hat für jeden etwas.

      Ich hoffe ich konnte meine taufrischen Eindrücke und positiven Emotionen ein wenig vermitteln.

      Marrakesch ist immer eine Reise wert und wir werden sicher wiederkommen.      Leggi altro

    • ViaggiatoreEuro trip
      1
      Giorno 41

      Split to Marrakech

      1 maggio, Marocco ⋅ ⛅ 24 °C

      Today, we're leaving Europe to go to Africa. I've been so excited about this for a while now. My flight home leaves from lisbon so I wanted to finish my trip somewhere close to Lisbon but I didn't know where. I'm not ready to go back to a place i've already been to. I was talking to my parents about my dilemma, and my dad brought up Morocco and told me about a camel tour through the Sahara desert. Immediately, I was sold. Pearse just decided a couple of days ago that he wanted to do it as well. Now, here we are in Marrakech, Morocco. Our flight out of Split was at 10 am. To get to the airport it was about an hour long bus ride. I guess the Split airport is very small because we got everything sorted and at our gate really fast. This is the first time ever I've had an entire row to myself on my flight, so I really enjoyed that. Our connecting flight was back in Gatwick, where we had a three hour layover. I totally forgot to check my bag and brought it through security. We were in the duty free area when I realized I fucked up. So I sat for three hours worried I was gonna get fined for asking them to put it under the plane at the gate. We had an extremely overpriced burrito and tried to chill out. When we got to our gate, I realized it was really simple, and they had no problem tagging it and putting it on for me. I gave it to a young guy who told me he'd do it for me, but he was super busy. I just left it on the ground beside him and prayed he actually remembered. We had about four hours from London to Marrakech. I distracted myself by grinding out 5 find penguins posts on the plane. When we landed, it was 7:00. We got off the plane and started walking to customs in the airport. There was a window looking down from the terminal to customs where we saw this huge crowd of people waiting in line. By the time we got down there, it was even more full. Neither of us knew this airport would be so busy. We waited in line for over an hour just to get through customs. The entire time in line I was just thinking ablut my bag. When we got to the booth, there were 4 questions taped to the window, the reason for traveling, the address of accommodation, the length of stay, and occupation. There was no wifi working, and neither of us had a Moroccon sim, so it was very high stress finding some of that information and proof of the information. When we finally got through security. They'd already taken my flight off the screen, so I had no idea which belt my bag was on. I ended up finding a couple of British dudes with the same problem, and we ended up finding the belt together. There, my bag was going in circles. I bought a sim card at the booth, and Pearse decided he would get an esim tomorrow and just use my Hotspot for the night. We got on the bus to the stop closest to pur hostel. The hostel was right outside the city Square, where a huge music festival was happening. I had no idea this was taking place, especially so close to the hostel. The crowds were insane. There were so many people everywhere. Immediately, I could see how different this place was to anything I've ever seen. Trying to maneuver through the busy streets with our backpacks on was sucked so much. There was barely enough room to walk, let alone people riding motorcycles through the crowds. Once we got off the busy street, we realized how confusing it was to get to the hostel. Not even google Maps could figure it out. We walked down dark, quiet streets for almost another hour. We finally got to the hostel at 930 at night. We checked in and went looking for our first taste of Moroccon food. We saw a restaurant outside the music festival and wanted to check the menu, so we started walking over, and a guy asked me if I wanted hash. I said no and asked the guy in front of the menu if I could take a look. He opened it for me, over my shoulder. The guy who tried selling me hash was asking if we wanted a drink at the restaurant. I was kind of shocked. This man, who's front of house at the restaurant, tried selling me drugs as his side hustle and a minute later was pointing me to the other side of the restaurant where we could drink. I mean, a brothers gotta do what he's gotta do. Pearse and I sat down and had some Tagine, which I found delicious. We enjoyed the music and the service at the restaurant it was a really good first experience in Africa for me. Soon after, we went to bed in the most uncomfortable bed known to man.Leggi altro

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    • ViaggiatoreEuro trip
      11
      Giorno 45

      Marrakech

      5 maggio, Marocco ⋅ ☀️ 33 °C

      With a good nights sleep, we got up early to enjoy our hostels' included breakfast. It was actually really good. It was an omelet with a crepe, some sort of bread that was a little spongy but really good, and for desert, a little cinemon bun with honey on the side. I had two because I was hungry and it was really good. After breakfast, the three of us started walking around in the scorching heat. We made sure to bring lots of water with us. We started by walking to Kotoubia, which is a mosque pretty much right outside our hostel. The inside was closed, so we took some pictures and continued walking with no real destination in mind. We ended up in a market with no tourists around. We were the only ones there. I think it was the weekly farmers' market Aziz was telling us about. Even though it was cool to see what it looked like, it smelled like shit. They had raw meat hanging and raw fish just sitting in the sun. There was a lot of mouth breathing going on. I don't know how the locals don't get suck from eating this kind of stuff. At one point, it had been over an hour since we had seen any tourists, and we came across a group of young kids who were actually excited to see us. They were all waving and saying "bonjour" to us. It was pretty cool, actually. It felt like something I've seen in a movie before. After having enough of the crowded narrow streets, we decided to go to a tomb built for a king and his wife. It was another 45 minutes away, so we stopped to get some water and made our way over. When we got there, my water was almost empty and hot. It was almost like tea. To actually see the tomb, we had to wait almost an hour in line in the dirrect sun. Just as we were getting to the tomb, we realized you couldn't even go inside. We had to take pictures from behind a rope. So we waited for an hour for two minutes of pictures. To be fair, though, it was beautiful inside. It was full of shiny tiles decorated with fancy patterns. Even though it was beautiful, I don't know if it was worth it. Once we left, I needed more water desperately, so we went to a restaurant and sat in the shade for a while. We chatted with Billy for a while. He's got some really cool stories from being part of the American Navy. After some water and a beer, we wanted to go back to the hostel and get away from the sun for a while. We ended up in Madina Square, which is just a huge tourist trap. There are snake charmers charming cobras and shops to buy little souvenirs. The only thing we stopped for were pictures with some monkeys. We gave them 20 durhims, which is about €2 for some pictures which they happily took in exchange for all three of us to get a turn holding the monkeys. It was cool, but at the same time, I kind of think monkeys are gross, so I was a little uncomfortable touching them. When we were done with our photo shoot, Pearse started to pull out some more money for them for a small tip because he said they were really nice, and all of a sudden, they were flies on shit. They asked for 200 durhims from all 3 of us. That's €20. Yeah, right, buddy. I said I had no more money. The guy grabbed my wrist until I went in my pocket and pulled out a couple of coins to give him. I was saving that for another bottle of water. They unwillingly let us go after we all chipped in a bit of money. Maybe a lesion learned not to pull money out in front of street hustling vultures. Something I've learned from being in Morocco is that a lot of people do not care about personal space and will touch you and grab you for no reason. It was really uncomfortable. After the monkeys, we were thankfully only a few minutes from the hostel, I noticed I had a slight headache, so I wanted to buy some more water and do nothing. I had actually made plans to go get a tattoo with Bill in the evening, but when I sat down, my headache got so bad. I chugged my fourth 1.5L water bottle, but it didn't do anything for me. I tried to tough it out, but my vision started getting blury, and I started to get really nausious. I canceled on my tattoo plans and decided to buy another water and go lay down in my bed. When I laid down, I got so much more nausious, and my head felt like it was being crushed. I definitely think I had some heatstroke or something because I felt so shitty. I ended up falling asleep for a few hours. When I woke up, I felt a little better but still had a headache. I took my water up to the rooftop balcony where Pearse and Billy were sitting with the ladies from our room. I just sat there quietly, listening for about half an hour until they had to close the rooftop down for the night. I didn't have the energy to do anything else, so I said goodbye to Billy because he had to leave early the next morning and then went straight back to sleep. We convinced Billy to come up to Canada next year and come to visit because it was so easy for both Pearse and I to get along with him. He even told his girlfriend it felt like the three of us had been friends for years, so that was really cool. I look forward to meeting back up with him.Leggi altro

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    • ViaggiatoreEgypt & Morocco
      Giorno 27

      Marrakech

      15 maggio, Marocco ⋅ ⛅ 24 °C

      It may be a bit late but Happy 60th to me 😊🎂.

      Back over the high Atlas Mountains to the thriving metropolis of Marrakech. This is what I expected of Morocco & Marrakech. Absolutely brilliant. Our Riad is cute and compact and most importantly not to hard to find. Went for a short walk through the markets and then around the palace finishing with fresh juice at one of the hundreds of stalls. And Milka everywhere 😋Leggi altro

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    • ViaggiatoreThe Wicks go Back in Time
      Giorno 21

      Shopping in style!

      2 novembre 2022, Marocco ⋅ ⛅ 20 °C

      Treating ourselves to a stylin’ ride downtown, we hired a local cab. Only one stop on the way, at a wholistic oils and spice shop. The team of horses were well fed and our driver was the son of the owner of the carriage and horses. They have five horses and rotate the team. A very pleasant experience.Leggi altro

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    • ViaggiatoreThe Wicks go Back in Time
      Giorno 21

      Snakecharmers

      2 novembre 2022, Marocco ⋅ ⛅ 22 °C

      Finding ourselves in snake charmer square, Dianne and I were reluctant to get too close to them. Dave however, had engaged a group for photos and had a small snake around his neck. Snake charmers are nothing if not charming, and soon we were seduced into the photo fray, our phones are being used to take shots as well. Just call me Suckerson. After the shoot the charmers had no charm left, and were not in a generous mood. They wanted a ransom for these expertly staged photos and videos from each of us. Cheryl and Dianne tapped out of the ring quickly leaving me and Dave to quietly explain that we were only poor Canuks with hardly a penny to our names. It wasn’t even our phones, only rented ones to make us look more prosperous. We got out for 3 bucks each. It was a struggle.Leggi altro

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    • ViaggiatoreVerrassing
      1
      Giorno 1

      2e gedeelte 1e dag

      7 giugno 2023, Marocco ⋅ ☁️ 24 °C

      Marrakesh
      Na een lange reis dag kwamen we om 18:00 aan in Marrakesh. Nadat we de chauffeur hadden gevonden kon die ons afzetten in de buurt van het hotel. Hij waarschuwde al dat er mannetjes zouden staan dir onze koffers voor wat geld naar het hotel wilde brengen. Maar met de aanwijzing 5e straat rechts vonden we door de nauwestraat ons lieflijke hotel.
      Daarna opzoek naar een restaurant. Michel had al een mooie gezien en daar hebben we heerlijk gegeten. Na het eten zijn we door de medina naar het plein gelopen en hebben gekeken naar alles wat er stond.
      Het was een super leuke avond. Benieuwd wat de dag van morgen gaat brengen.      Leggi altro

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