I arrived in Morocco on Sunday, April 26. There is a direct flight from Madrid to Marrakesh. As I arrived in the early afternoon, I had some free time and decided to explored the city. I walked from Hotel Myriems to La Mezquita La Koutoubia. Marrakech is situated in the drier part of the country. For a person who has gotten used to live in the developed country, Morocco is definitely an exotic experience. The city is quite lively. The street is filled with pedestrian, cars, mopeds, bicycles, donkey-carts, horses, and camels. And, there are very few street lights in the city. Even, when there is a stop-light, the traffic simply flows around it, with little regard for the changing signals. Moroccan people are quite friendly. Often, when I walked down the street, some stranger will greet me. Moroccan can speak many different languages. Our tour guide speaks English, Spanish, Portuguese, Italian, Arabic, and the native dialect. Be aware, a typical person who you meet on the street will often demand tips for services, for example giving you directions, etc. And, the local boy will beg for loose changes.
My hotel is 4-star rated and room is quite comfortable. It is a welcome change from Salamanca, where I stayed in the tiny and uncomfortable room of the university residence, which is so tiny that I would hit the wall just turn around and suffered claustrophobic attacks.
After getting an initial taste of the city, our tour started the next day toward Fez. On route, we made a lunch stop in Beni Mellal. In a nice hotel next to the mountain, I eat spaghetti next to a nice clean swimming pool.
Below are some photos from my trip.