Afrika, Moroccan Style!

Three weekends ago, my friend Carly and I visited Morocco. We went through a travel company called Bus2Alps, and thank goodness we did because it could have been a little sketch if we were alone.

In order to get to Morocco, we had to take a train at 6:30am to Milan, another train to Albergo, a bus to the airport, Ryan Air flight to Dusseldorf, and a final flight to Marrakech. And through all of the travel, the trip was completely worth it!

On Friday we started the day off with a tour of the city. We walked through many many streets full of shops selling jewelry, spices, clothes, shoes, meat, lamps, and everything else you can imagine! We went into a palace and school of Islam. The architecture was amazing and so different then Europe.

Following the tour we visited a Moroccan pharmacy. I thought this was going to be boring, because it started off as just an explanation of the spices of Morocco, but then the man started introducing natural cures for everything you can imagine! And of course I was suckered into buying it all! I got the Moroccan green/mint tea, weight loss tea (will need it after study abroad), Moroccan cosmetic oil, acne cream, ginseng oil (cures headaches), cold medicine, and more! And it’s all-natural! There was also a 20 DIR massage, aka 2 euro! Couldn’t miss that either!

We got sandwiches for lunch and then split up into separate activities. The majority of the group went canyoning, but a group of us went Dune Bugging through the desert instead.

It was so much fun driving again…until it started raining. It rained and we got wet, as we started to dry, it rained again. When it stopped raining we hit a muddy area where we got covered in mud! Which would have been a lot of fun if we had more clothes, but they were one of our two pairs of pants! Luckily for the last part of the trip we were given jackets and stayed dry until we got back.

The trip through the desert was amazing. It’s fascinating the lives that people live. The small hut that is surrounded by garbage, and the fact they did not have cars still baffles me. We literally saw multiple men with their donkeys to get into town and real life Sheppard’s herding their sheep. Living in such a civilized society keeps me from realizing how a third world country is living. It was really an experience.

After the tour, Carly and I went and got Moroccan pants since we had nothing else. I got bright yellow and Carly got purple (LSU colors). We also spent a lot of time bargaining for jewelry and other goods! The shopping was just fabulous!

We had dinner at a Moroccan Restaurant. I ate cous cous with vegatables, various meats, and a salad. The food was really good! There were belly dancers who came in and put a show on as well.

On Saturday, we drove an hour out of the city to ride camels. I made a new friend with the baby camel, and as I was standing there the mother turned around and bit me! It was crazy! I knew they spit but not biting! I decided not to ride on that camel but rather on another named Fatima. Carly and I shared because there weren’t enough for everyone. We rode for a good ten minutes and that was plenty long enough. It was not the most comfortable ride.

Following the camel rides we had tea at a Burma house. We were also given homemade bread, butter, honey, and oil. It was amazing. We had the option of getting henna from a ten-year-old girl too.

We went on a hike up the in the mountains and saw a waterfall. It wasn’t a huge waterfall, but we got a good workout and saw beautiful views as well.

That night we had dinner in the main square. Within all the chaos, we sat down for an amazing meal. We got the traditional meal as we had the night before, but it was still just as good because their food is so natural and light.

Overall, Morocco was an amazing experience! I don’t think I will go back, so I went all out and tried to see everything while I was there. The only thing I missed and I want to go back for is a visit to the Sahara Desert.


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