We pick our Moroccan adventure with Ash fresh after he has lent his willing ear and provided consoling words in our last post (and we sure hope that ended up well).
This is the final post with Ash…for now. I’m sure we’ll come together again for another series soon.
And so without further ado..
Fes to Marrakesh
Early the next morning I left the hotel to get to the train station for my seven-hour trip to Marrakesh. I decided to get first class tickets to ensure I had a seat for this relatively long journey. After getting tickets on the next direct train, I had a wait of just over an hour and a half. I walked across from the station to a local café for breakfast, keeping a watchful eye on my luggage. Later when I boarded the train, I found that I shared a compartment with two German women tourists and a Moroccan-French IT teacher. We enjoyed each other’s company and exchange travel experiences, in addition to discussions on Moroccan politics and how the monarchy was holding back social and political change. I noticed that the vacant seats in our compartment had a high turnover of occupants, some from 2nd class carriages to others who did not have any tickets at all. Enforcement of the train travel rules by the ticket checker was clearly missing!
The Moroccan adventure continues with Ash who in the first post, described why Morocco has been on his Bucketlist for years, then proceeded to guide us through the old cities of Rabat, Tangier and Chefchaoen.
Let’s continue our travel with our man Ash..
My hotel in Chefchaoen was a family run boutique hotel owned by an Italian man and his local wife, with quirky and individually designed bedrooms at multiple levels linked by narrow and winding stairs. They also owned an adjoining handicraft store which serves to support their income from their hotel business.
It’s been a while since our last Travel Bug post but Ash is back with this 3-part mini series. We travel alongside our good friend right through the heart of Morocco via Kuala Lumpur and discover the allure of the country, its culture and people.
Without further ado..
The Magic of Morocco, part 1
Morocco has always been on my bucket list for as long as I can remember; however, I did not find the time or opportunity to visit this exotic destination. Imagine my surprise when a mutual friend of a work colleague mentioned at lunch a couple of months ago, that he had inherited a house in Marrakesh, which he was happy to provide to any of four of us if we were ever headed that way.
Separately, he invited me to travel with him in September. Accepting his gracious offer, I started researching and planning my trip and arranging a tourist visa. (This is not normally required for most countries). I had visions of the Sahara Desert, camels, colourful carpets and handicraft associated with Morocco, not to mention Humphrey Bogart and delightful Casablanca.
The last time I went on a holiday was in July for the Splendour in the Grass festival in Byron Bay. That was more a long weekend than a holiday so I was really itching for one.
I always thought of New Zealand as an “It’s just there!” country and I had the “I’ll get to it one day.” attitude. Well, that one day turned out to be now.
I’ll now curate through some snaps of the trip as pictures can really tell the story more than words. And besides, I took 2000 pics in a week so I do have some material behind me (but don’t worry, I’ll only use a select few on this post).
Here we go..
Today marks a new beginning for The Travel Bug with this tasty new blog from Ash, another old friend who will be sharing a few tall travel tales from his trip to Malaysia and India.
The tone of this series will be very different to my man Dave (more culture-soaking, less partying). Nevertheless, Ash gives us an incredibly entertaining look into his experience travelling in this part of the world.
And so without further ado..
Digging up the past
This is a travel log of our correspondent’s visit to his hometown in Malaysia and a lightning tour of certain historical sites in India.
I have always been drawn to certain historical place in India but had not put them high enough on my bucket list. An opportunity came up in mid-Jan to take three weeks off work. I thought I could combine visiting family in Malaysia with checking out these places in India.