Morocco: Agadir, Marrakech, Casablanca, Home
April 27 - 29, 2012
Aboard National
Geographic Explorer
Captain Kruess waves goodbye |
Friday, April 27 found us docked in Agadir, Morocco, our
final ship based destination. As with all ship trips, that final morning was
hectic with early rising, bags out, breakfast and then waiting for the right
disembarkation time. By 8:30 we were all loaded into the big buses for the three-hour
drive to Marrakech. On the way we made one short rest stop.
The first destination in Marrakech was a beautiful 12-acre garden
designed by Jardin Majorelle and built in the 1920s. We took some time to walk
through the lush garden with a wide variety of plants. It was restored by Yves
St Laurent after 1950 and has been open to the public. The special blue color
used in the garden was named after Majorelle.
By 1:00 it was past time to arrive at the Sofitel Marrakech
Hotel where we would spend the night. Lunch was a buffet with a variety of
local dishes. Since it was so early, many in our group did not get their room
assignments until later.
We went to some very interesting places during the afternoon
tour. As we drove through the city we passed the Koutoubia Mosque. Its minaret
towered prominently over the landscape but we did not go inside.
The next stop was the Bahai Palace. Si Moussa, grand vizier
to the sultan, built it in the late 19th century for his private use and to
house his harem. There are two acres of gardens and rooms that open onto
courtyards. The walls, doors and ceilings are detailed carvings and paintings.
We made the obligatory stop at a higher-end shop that
carried a wide variety of handcrafts form throughout the country. The selection
also included carpets. I resisted everything but a number in our group found
things they liked and wanted.
To continue the shopping opportunities, the next stop was at
the huge market place, called “Souks.” This is a labyrinth of narrow streets
lined with small individually owned shops. There was about anything available
that a person would want to buy. It was a good thing our guide led us through
because getting lost would have been easy. The area was both colorful and
interesting.
We exited the Souks onto the Djenaa El Fna Square, a large
open area occupied by locals and tourists. A variety of storytellers, musicians
and performers changes throughout the day and evening. The square is so
important to the history of the area. UNESCO Masterpiece of the Oral and
Intangible Heritage of Humanity has preserved the area, which was threatened by
economic development.
At this point there were plans to enjoy some refreshments at
a restaurant but our entire group voted to skip it and go directly back to the
hotel. It was late, and we would not have very much time to spruce up for the
dinner.
The Farewell Dinner was held at the Stylia Palace, which
dates back to the 1400s. After a short bus ride we walked what seemed like a
long way back through the Souks. Along the way there were men holding torches
and groups of singers and dancers. This was a very impressive walk but we were
kept moving or we would again have become lost.
The dinning room in the palace was very ornate. It was large
with a high ceiling and beautifully decorated walls and chandeliers. The floor
was covered with carpets and the tables were elaborately set. Dinner consisted
of a number of typical local courses and included wine and desert.
Paul, Grace, Richard, Mary Ann, Judy, Frank |
For entertainment there was a small group of musicians and a
belly dancer. We sat with our friends with whom we had spent most of our
dinners throughout the cruise. It was sad to realize that our time together was
ending. Since it had been a long day we walked back through the Souks where all
the stalls were now closed, and caught the first bus back to the hotel.
Saturday, April 28 we rose early for breakfast and departure
to the airport for the short flight to Casablanca. We regretted not being able
to see the city, but were confined to the airport to catch our Royal Air Moroc
flight to New York, where we arrived in the early evening. The flight was
uneventful but eight hours is long, no matter how you look at it. We spent the
night in a hotel near JFK.
Sunday, April 29 we caught a reasonably timed series of
flights from NY to DC to Denver on finally arrived in Tucson, Arizona where we
spent the next month.
The whole trip was a great adventure and allowed us to visit
many exotic places that had not been on our wish list. We are still working on
absorbing all the history and cultures that we had an opportunity to
experience.
Who knows where we will head next. Stay tuned, and thanks
for reading.
That's it for now. Grace and Paul