Introducing our mascot... Wormy!
He was a special Christmas 2014 present from Aunty Joey and we decided he might be a cool companion for our travels.
Here are some photos of his antics. That Wormy..!
Showing posts with label Morocco. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Morocco. Show all posts
Friday, 27 May 2022
The Adventures of Wormy
He was a special Christmas 2014 present from Aunty Joey and we decided he might be a cool companion for our travels.
Here are some photos of his antics. That Wormy..!
Saturday, 19 March 2016
Camels, Monkeys and Pigeons - Morocco
March 2016
It took ages to decide: Portugal or Morocco?
With the promise of camel riding in the desert, Morocco won out and we booked flights for my birthday weekend. After a bit more too-ing and fro-ing, we made the call that a destination like this deserved a bit more time, so we flew out after lunch on Wednesday 9th March.
After a three and a bit hour flight, we landed in Marrakech, exchanged some pounds for Moroccan Dirhams (1.00GBP to 13.82MAD), and hopped on a bus to the city centre. I'll always remember Morocco for it's array of smells - sometimes pleasant, often pungent - and Marrakech was no different. After a short walk we found our Riad that we were staying in that night and quickly discovered the hospitable tradition of mint tea. Lots and lots of mint tea. Or 'Berber Whiskey' as it was also referred to in the North. You were offered tea whenever you arrived at accommodation or in shops, and you could take it with or without sugar. It was lovely!
With the promise of camel riding in the desert, Morocco won out and we booked flights for my birthday weekend. After a bit more too-ing and fro-ing, we made the call that a destination like this deserved a bit more time, so we flew out after lunch on Wednesday 9th March.
After a three and a bit hour flight, we landed in Marrakech, exchanged some pounds for Moroccan Dirhams (1.00GBP to 13.82MAD), and hopped on a bus to the city centre. I'll always remember Morocco for it's array of smells - sometimes pleasant, often pungent - and Marrakech was no different. After a short walk we found our Riad that we were staying in that night and quickly discovered the hospitable tradition of mint tea. Lots and lots of mint tea. Or 'Berber Whiskey' as it was also referred to in the North. You were offered tea whenever you arrived at accommodation or in shops, and you could take it with or without sugar. It was lovely!
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