Friday, August 24, 2012

5 pictures of the summer

The only pictures I have of Morocco and Spain.

I wouldn't have even these pictures if not for my mother who demanded for pictures of me while traveling, so I emailed these to her..

From the rooftop of the hostel in Marrakech:


The view was actually a lot nicer than that, but the nice pictures were in my camera. Riad Iazzane, stayed in a dorm room so it was about 4 euros a night. Lovely place run by trustworthy, friendly people, although the staff had a mild tendency to go missing just when you needed them. Plus they gave me some decent advice on touts.. since I got scammed the moment I got off the airport bus.

This one was taken at Borj Nord in Fez. Our tour guide turned out to be a man who spoke no english - so the tour was more like a taxi ride from place to place. But since they were all gorgeous places, that's fine.
The castle ruins in Fez are a bit out of the way, but the amazing views are well worth the taxi ride there.


Fez medina
Spain:


I don't usually post pictures of myself, but when you have got all of 5 pictures to choose from... there is hardly a choice. This was in Palacio Viana in Cordoba, a beautiful palace famous for courtyards. Hardly a palace, in fact, more gardens than anything, but such beautiful gardens. Spent hours in there and I would happily go back..

I should also add here that I found Cordoba to be an amazing little city to visit with enough sights and lots of gorgeous little winding streets to wander around. Many people do it on a day trip and see little more than the Mezquita (ancient pagan temple turned mosque turned cathedral) but it really is worth a lot more time than that.

Valencia:

Spot the flamingos!
Funky looking building is the City of Arts and Sciences. I felt that the Science Museum was fantastic and a lot of fun but the Oceanography (aquarium) was slightly disappointing. Its also depressing in the same way of a zoo.  



Friday, August 17, 2012

Bummed!

So, I managed to lose my camera. 2 days before I can go home and transfer the pictures, I lose the damn thing which had pictures of the entire past month :( All the pictures of Morocco :´(Worst part it, it is mostly my fault and carelessness so I can´t even blame someone else for it! How frustrating..

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

last day in fez

Yesterday was a great day! Fez is finally starting to grow on me but im glad to leave this madness tomorrow. Today is a much needed chill day which translates to multiple ice cream topped almond milkshakes with trashy novels on the terrace of Cafe Clock..

http://cafeclock.com/

Its very expat and not very Moroccan, but it is a lovely escape from the madness of the medina, and really, i can't say enough about those almond milkshakes..

Sunday, August 5, 2012

from Rabat to Fez

So, as you could probably tell from my previous post that I am not having a straightforward time of it at all. I have random men calling out things to me, or coming up to me and muttering away, which I dont understand. My lack of understanding may just be a good thing here, as i accidentally shrugged my shoulders at one guy who shouted "blahblahblaaah" to me and then realized that he was following me around. Turned out I had shrugged to a suggestion of tapas, and when I said no, did he get pissed off or what. Not fun.

Marrakech was... overwhelming. I will be honest and admit that I was glad to leave. In the touristy areas, I was constantly hounded by henna ladies who looked like they were going to fly at me and start hennaing away whatever part of me is within reach, vendors selling tours jumping at me out of nowhere, and constant calls of "OYEEE". I was so tempted to turn around and tell them that oye is not my fucking name and it doesn't fill me with an indescribable desire to buy their overpriced stuff but held my tongue. Until at one point I was wandering along a lane I thought wasn't too touristy, and a teenage boy thought it would be very funny to come up to me on a motorbike and start spraying water in my face. My sense of humour doesn't stretch that far so I promptly told him to fuck off. Surprisingly, he looked a bit unsettled. Do other tourists not say anything to this kind of nonsense.. can't find the question mark on this keyboard.

Then I got to Rabat, the detail of which I cant blog right now as the two French guys waiting for the computer have started shooting murderous looks at me. They might be my roomates so I better hand it over to them.