All posts tagged: Marrakech

Why risk another UK summer washout?

This is a guest post by jet2.com At the end of last week I was so miserable about the weather. Rain, cloud and cold temperatures haven’t exactly worked wonders for my mood. We were lucky with a couple of sunny days over the bank holiday weekend but the rain has returned this week and I think it’s time to start thinking about a quick getaway. See below for the top five holiday destinations for summer 2013 from jet2.com. Amsterdam Whether for a long weekend or a ‘proper’ holiday, Amsterdam is sure to keep you busy, day and night. A wander down the canals, overtaken by cyclists and watched by those aboard the boats that sail next to you, it’s hard to think of anywhere you would rather be. 2013 celebrates the 400th anniversary of the city’s canals and the reopening of the Rijksmuseum, it having been closed for redevelopment for ten years. You will be spoilt for choice as to where to stay, with some of the best and most unusual – even eccentric – …

Dar les Cigognes, Marrakech

After our short stay at Four Seasons, we ventured into the old town of Marrakech, the Medina. We were prepared for chaos in Marrakech after reading the guidebooks and listening to friend’s stories, but upon arrival in the Medina, we were subjected to true taste of what it is like to be a tourist in Marrakech. The taxi driver stopped and asked a local lad for directions to Dar les Cigognes, the riad that we were to stay in for two nights. The lad and driver exchanged a few words in Arabic before we were told that we were in capable hands and the lad would show us on our way. We paid the driver, pulled our suitcases out of the boot and followed the lad, down windy alleyways, past a flurry of oncoming mopeds, when we finally arrived at the riad. The boy rang the bell and asked for money for showing us the way. We politely declined and rushed through the door once open. Here we encountered our first problem; we were directed …

Four Seasons, Marrakech

‘Cabin crew, please take your seats for landing’. The familiar words from the softly spoken pilot woke me up on my early flight to Marrakech. I lifted my blindfold off my eyes and looked out of the window. All I could see was a vast expanse of desert and sandy coloured towns dotted below the flight path. When we came into land, I couldn’t help but think that hadn’t I known otherwise from seeing pictures and footage of this vibrant city, I would have thought the only colours I would be seeing for the next six days would be cream and salmon pink, for all of the buildings in sight were painted in either colour. I came to Marrakech with Jack primarily for the fact that we are going to explore the city and use it for the Moroccan entry for Eat the Olympics. There is no better way of getting to understand a countries cuisine than by actually exploring for yourselves. Our first stop was the Four Seasons. We felt we were stung with …

My Marrakech experience

As I write this, I am sat on my flight back to London. I have just had a heated discussion with my boyfriend because of the way that I was writing one of my reviews. He (quite rightly) accused me of using flowery language to discuss experiences that, at the time, intimidated, scared or upset me. I have been in Marrakech for the last six days and I can hold my hand up and say that it was the most challenging holiday I have ever had. I was expecting it, I’m not totally naïve, but you can play scenarios over in your head many times and when it comes to the crunch, your feelings can be totally different. I can’t count the amount of times I rehearsed the next few sentences in my head over the last three days that I spent in the Medina, but here they are. I was brought up in England, a country that is world-renowned when it comes to politeness. We Brits will queue anywhere and say sorry at anything, …