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On the road to Casablanca--and
lunch at a Moroccan McDonalds.
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The weather had turned
gray and cold and the wind whipped up the waves along the Corniche. |
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We got a view of
Hassan II Mosque which, when completed, will be the largest mosque complex
in the country.
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Casablanca is a thoroughly
modern city, although there is a small medina (marketplace), called the
Casbah, built in 1913 that is mostly for tourists. |
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There
was silver, and wood, and other trinkets, but no sign of Rick or Ilsa.
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In Rabat
we visited the tomb of King Mohammed V, where this poor soldier and horse
had to keep guard in the pouring rain.
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Other guards were
able to stay under shelter. Unlike most honor guards these were free to
chat with the tourists.
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Some even got into
long discussions with visitors. |
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The
interior of the tomb was richly appointed, showing some of the wealth
of the royal family.
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| We stopped at the point
where the Atlantic Ocean and the Mediterranean Sea meet. |
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People had asked
about camels--"not camels, they're dromedaries" we were told--and
this was our chance to get up close and personal with them.
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Riding
the camels didn't look that uncomfortable--we didn't try it--but staying
on when they got up and down was a challenge.
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Our group of guides:
Richard (Trafalgar guide), Fernando (driver), and Najeem (Moroccan guide).
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After dinner we
took a stroll along the esplanade outside the hotel in Tangier.
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Tangier, like many
coastal cities, is built on hills and stairs are everywhere. As are pizza
places. |
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