23.8.15

Marrakesh, Morocco - Day 1

I went on holiday with Bev - an individual I've known since secondary school and whom can not be described with words but only experienced  - to MARRAKESH!!

Travelling
.... started early. We went from Luton Airport for reasons still unbeknown to both of us but it wasn't a daunting experience, there were regular trains from Blackfrias to Luton. It was a pretty uneventful train ride there - I was the star of Bev's snapchat far more than I would have liked. We arrived quite early, I think our flight was to depart at 0640 and we got there around 0300 - better early than late. HOWEVER, I usually fly out of Gatwick / Heathrow which are always bustling no matter the time of day but Luton was a whole other situation. The airport was STILL - nothing was open, nothing to do, minimal places to sit, very dull, lacking in technology, super small .... basically I could go on but I can say that was the first and last time. 

RyanAir
... are money hungry, but who didn't know that?! Flying with them will ALSO be the first and last time. Firstly, we were charged an extra £50 to have 1 15kg checked-in bag which wasn't made known before booking the packing. Secondly, the flight departed around 30 minutes late and no sort of decent apology or sincerity was shown for the inconvenience caused.  Me and Bev both bought meal deals (Boots) from the terminal because airport food is crazy expensive and they were just about opening when we needed to board. Nonetheless it was a super pleasant flight, no turbulence and the plane did its job I guess - I got there.

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Marrakesh Menara Airport
... is beautiful! Stunning architecture both inside and outside. I was taken aback by how elaborately decorated the smoking areas were. Due to the fact that their currency - the Moroccan Dirham - is closed, we were forced to convert at the airport but later discovered that it's cheaper to do outside where you'll get better value for your money. Bev was definitely ready with the haggling because we were quoted a ridiculous price to take us to our hotel - only a ten minute drive away - but she did what she does and we secured a far cheaper price. Strangely enough we weren't identified as British but American. One thing I would say is that the staff were very kind and helpful - that goes to say for all the nationals who we came into contact with.

La Mode D'Emm Marrakech, Morocco
La Mode D'Emm Marrakech, Morocco
La Mode D'Emm Marrakech, Morocco
La Mode D'Emm Marrakech, Morocco
La Mode D'Emm Marrakech, Morocco
La Mode D'Emm Marrakech, Morocco
La Mode D'Emm Marrakech, Morocco
La Mode D'Emm Marrakech, Morocco

My French
... was and as I type, still is rusty as hell. I did French a couple of years ago for GCSE but when you don't continue to practice, yada yada yada ...
So Bev was pretty much in charge of translating most (93%) of my wishes to the locals. I remained basic for the whole trip. Most spoke French, a few only Arabic and the occasional both - in my experience. 

Taxi
... was of the kinds you see in the movies. Very old, antique but retained a certain 'je ne sais quoi' and I quickly grew quite fond of them. Seat belts weren't an issue but for the sake of valuing my life, I wore mine, I don't think Bev did though LOL. Their driving is civilised on well maintained roads - in the new city that is.

La Mode D'Emm Marrakech, Morocco
La Mode D'Emm Marrakech, Morocco
La Mode D'Emm Marrakech, Morocco
La Mode D'Emm Marrakech, Morocco

Hotel
... was Dellarosa Hotel Suites and Spa. As we had to wait to check-in, we explored the spa that was apart of the hotel; I booked myself in for a manicure and pedicure whilst Bev experienced a Hammam wrap which she promised to do at least another time before she left - said she was lifted to heaven and then some.
I will provide a more detailed account of our stay later on in my chronicles.
La Mode D'Emm Marrakech, Morocco
She's either super tall or I'm super short - you decide
La Mode D'Emm Marrakech, Morocco
La Mode D'Emm Marrakech, Morocco
La Mode D'Emm Marrakech, Morocco

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  1. Gosh I can't wait to go back home to Morrocco ! Enjoy x

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