Travel and Tourism
In Morocco, a trip to Marrakesh's market will have your senses reeling
Mixed visions in Morocco
Tarifa is a magical spot. It is located on the most southern point of Spain, and Europe. Now this is not where the magic of Tarifa lies. This is a spot of coming together. The Mediterranean Sea, meets the Atlantic Ocean; and Europe meets Africa. The magic, as I call it, is not in the fact that these happen, but in the fact the one can be the most southern point in Europe, and watch the Med hit the Atlantic. While all this is happening, across the 15 km of water, Africa’s Rif Mountains climb out of the sea.
I spent one week in Tarifa waiting for my friends to return to Spain from Scandinavia, and mentally preparing myself for my first trip to the Muslim world of Morocco. I had many ideas or preconceived notions of what to expect. I suppose many of them came from my trip I had taken the previous year to the exciting and unpredictable chaos of India. Since this was the only developing country I had been to, I expected Morocco to reflect India. How mistaken I was.
My first real bit of information from travelers’, fresh from Morocco, came to me here in Tarifa. This is another reason why I call Tarifa a place of coming together. For thousands of years this area has been a port for voyage to Africa, and continues to be so today. I met a few different sets of travelers who had just recently returned to Europe from Morocco. I heard stories of goat heads, and tanneries from Josh and Jason, who had just come back to Spain and had their ‘house’ on wheels die. Well, a Caravan anyways, and the steering column had broke. So these guys were stranded in Tarifa waiting for parts to arrive. They had previously been in Morocco for a month driving around searching for architecture. Josh was in the process of putting together a database of architecture shots from around the world. Now being a photographer myself, I was quite keen to see what he had taken. I was amazed at the photos that Josh had taken. Morocco is exactly what I was looking for! A bit of adventure after the summer spent in the predictability of Europe. A place where one is first shocked to see the chaos in the streets, but after some time adjusting, one begins to see control and order in all of the chaos. I hadn’t experienced this in over a year, since my trip to India. I was very excited, but still nervous to go to Morocco. MORE
Capturing romance of the city in a riad Los Angeles Times Sun, Jan. 08, 2006
MARRAKECH, Morocco - There won't be a sign, and every doorway will look the same. The street won't appear on a map. The taxi driver won't know how to get there.
But somewhere near the guesthouse in the heart of the Marrakech medina where you booked a room, a gaggle of children will be sitting on a stoop, watching you in your confusion. If you ask them for directions, they will jump up and swarm, demanding money. Promise nothing, but give them something, because they will know the way.
That's how I found the Riad al Moussika, where I stayed for three days recently while visiting a city that has remade itself. The improved Marrakech offers a new variety of accommodation options, including the riads, or small hotels, in handsome, historic medina townhouses.
The Riad al Moussika, in a mid-19th-century dwelling, is on the south side of the city's hot, crowded, boisterous medina, where simply going out for a walk exposes a traveler to sensory overload. Before it became a guesthouse, the riad was owned by Si Hadj Thami el Glaoui, the urbane but cruel pasha of Marrakech, a torture aficionado and a friend of Winston Churchill. MORE
Morocco: the gateway to Africa The Times March 18, 2006
With budget flights to Morocco on the horizon, Martin Symington takes his teenage children on an ideal introduction to North Africa
Our bags are strapped to a string of mules as we make our final push up a stony track towards the Berber hamlet of Tamatert. A flaming sun is sinking behind snowy, 1,130m (3,700ft) Jbel Toubkal, the highest mountain in North Africa. “Yup, it’s a hovel!” announces Toby, our 14-year-old son, as he catches sight of Kasbah Samra, the straw and mud-brick guesthouse where we will stay for the next three nights. “I can’t believe we are actually staying here,” mutters Iona, 16. MORE
Ancient Marrakesh changing fast
MARRAKESH, Morocco (Reuters) -- Morocco's historic walled city of Marrakesh is changing fast and a veneer of Western influence is contrasting ever more starkly with its native Islamic core. The heartbeat of the ancient capital, once no faster than camel caravans plying the trans-Saharan routes before the trek across the snow-capped Atlas mountains to reach the city, is partly quickening because of Morocco's drive to boost tourism. More luxury hotels are being built with foreign investment and some of the millions of foreigners flocking to the North African country, where the legendary Berber "Pearl of the South" is a prime destination, are not just fleeting visitors.
Hippie paradise lost: Janet Devlin investigates the new face of Marrakech
By Janet Devlin features firstname.lastname@example.org 05 February 2005
MARRAKECH. Even the name conjures up visions of exotic delight. Eating dates off a flying carpet. Singing your camel to bed. Opium dens languid with doe-eyed maidens and bronzed eunuchs. Stop and fast forward. You can forget whatever Hollywoodesque misconceptions you had about this oasis at the foothills of Morocco's Atlas mountains, for it will be nothing like you expect. The Marrakech express does still operate, I'm sure, along with a certain tolerance towards different lifestyle choices, but the hippie paradise of the 60s has been supplanted by a vibrant society grappling with the scourges of poverty, illiteracy and unemployment.
Want an exotic, affordable holiday? Check out Morocco: Deserts, surfing and great shopping
By Jennifer Carlile, Reporter MSNBC June 23, 2004. MARRAKECH, Morocco - When planning a foreign vacation most Americans would like to experience a different culture and learn about another peoples history, while living comfortably, eating good food, and sunbathing on faraway shores. While few can afford to live it up with seafood dinners and horse-drawn carriage rides in Europes historic cities, the good life awaits the adventurous just across the Mediterranean. In Morocco, budget travelers can get by on $25 a day without skipping any sites or meals, and for $50 to $100 a day the more refined can dine in palace-like quarters, learn to windsurf, and buy an array of quality souvenirs to take back to their jealous relatives.
And That's My Final Offer . . . In Morocco, Shopping Can Be a Hassle Unless You Know How to Haggle
By Carol Kaufmann Special to The Washington Post Sunday, February 8, 2004; Page P01
We tried not to look American. We covered our legs and arms, despite the oppressive heat. We didn't wear tennis shoes, T-shirts or baseball caps. We even had our "We're Canadian" routine ready. Since 9/11 and the war on terrorism, we were prepared for a less-than-welcoming reception in a Muslim country. Nevertheless, our pasty-white faces and the Rough Guide to Morocco gave us away. But here, Americans need only fear an irresistible sales pitch -- and getting all the purchases home. Our anticipated introduction to Moroccan culture quickly morphed into a mini-seminar on perfecting the haggle. The start-up phase, however, wasn't pretty. MORE
Theatre of war: Andrew Hussey meets the boy boxers of Marrakesh and finds that street fighting in the city's main square is not just popular it might also be Morocco's best way to stop the spreading influence of alQaeda.
Andrew Hussey Wednesday November 26 2003 The Guardian
It doesn't take long for the fight to catch fire. Within seconds of the opening exchange of insults, the younger lad, Ijaz, who is tall, rangy and has a dangerous reach, catches the jaw of the older youth with a penetrating jab. His opponent, a year or two older but still barely a teenager, winces and, fighting back tears of humiliation, launches himself in a flurry of wheeling punches. A charge crackles through the crowd of men and boys who are gathered tightly around the makeshift ring in the late afternoon sun (there are women here but their presence is, for now, discreet). ...MORE
In Morocco, medieval meets modern
By G.G. LaBelle The Associated Press FEZ, Morocco
It's impossible not to get jostled in the narrow alleys in the old city of Fez. Coming toward you, or trying to squeeze past, are formidable Moroccan ladies in black, grizzled men pulling hand carts and boys tugging donkeys.
Under the Sheltering Sky Writer Paul Bowles helped establish Tangier as a world center of cool and mysticism. Nearly 50 years later, how much of that spirit remains?
Washington Post By Bill Donahue Sunday, September 21, 2003; Page W10
The coolest people in the world do not wear their baseball caps backwards or pierce their navels with diamond studs. They are old and their cool is subtle, carrying hints of wisdom and poise. Johnny Cash, Marlon Brando, Georgia O'Keeffe: We behold their weathered sangfroid and we are ineluctably intrigued. As I was, years ago, watching the 1990 film "The Sheltering Sky." Based on a 1949 novel of the same name by the American expat Paul Bowles (19101999), the movie follows three aimless Americans who land in Bowles's adopted home, Tangier, Morocco, and wander south, only to be destroyed by primal Third World realities: thieves, mystical religion and illness. Bowles makes a cameo appearance as narrator, and, in the end, we see him watch one of the stars drift into an ancient Tangier cafe. He just stands there, motionless, an old man with white hair and rheumy gray eyes. All he says to the woman before him is, "Are you lost?" And yet somehow he embodies existential grace, and a link to a bygone era.
Post Magazine: The Allure of Tangier Bill Donahue Special to The Washington Post Monday, September 22, 2003; 1:00 PM Author Paul Bowles helped to establish Tangier as a world center of cool and mysticism. Nearly 50 years later, how much of that spirit remains in the Moroccan city? Bill Donahue, who explored that question yesterday in his article "Under the Sheltering Sky" in The Washington Post Magazine's Fall Travel Issue, was online Monday, Sept. 22 at 1 p.m. ET to field questions and comments about the article, Tangier and Bowles. Donahue is a contributing editor for Outside magazine. The transcript follows.
Morocco Plans Major Tourism Boom
The government's long term project to bring 10m tourists annually to the country by 2010 came under scrutiny recently, as recent cyclical and political events raised concerns. However, many tourism professionals remain confident of reaching the target, as OBG found out at a recent debate hosted by the American Chamber of Commerce. There, Tourism Minister Adil Douiri presented the strategies envisaged for Moroccan tourism after September 11. The 2010 plan envisages an increase from an estimated 4.5m tourists a year presently to 10m, with the ultimate aim being to make tourism the primary ...
A postcard from Agadir
By Chris Mugan, Evening Standard
Morocco's number one beach destination may well suffer a fall in popularity following the Casablanca bombings, but Agadir will survive. After all, the town we see today was born out of disaster. When an earthquake flattened the Atlantic port in 1960, Agadir was rebuilt from scratch. Le Corbusier was selected to design lowrise, tremorproof buildings. His functional constructions are rarely beautiful, but Agadir's skyline is dominated by the Atlas foothills rather than hotel blocks. Two hundred miles from Casablanca, the town shares a similar latitude to the Canary Islands. Yearround sun attracted 70,000 Brits last year, mainly couples or families.
Due to fly out two days after the 16 May bombings, Sadie Turner and Matt Lewery, from Brighton, couldn't change their destination. 'Our travel agents said the Foreign Office only warned of 'higher risk' so we couldn't cancel, and at such short notice everything they offered as an alternative was too dear.' When the couple arrived, though, they found the locals welcoming and enjoyed a Berber feast in the desert.
Matt Lowe and Rebecca Fox, from Highbury, said: 'We decided to risk lightning not striking twice: Casablanca was a commercial centre this is a resort.' Chantel Ostler, from Portsmouth, and boyfriend Chris Wilson, from Winchester, had no hesitation. 'We don't think twice about going to London, and that's just as dangerous.' They had found an unmissable deal: one week halfboard at a threestar hotel for £160 through Panorama on Teletext four weeks ago. Exchange rate is 14dm = £1.
They don't mention the war
Reassuringly, in these post conflict days, Moroccans are as welcoming as ever to British tourists. Lewis Jones reports
Kick up a little gold dust
When the rich and famous visit Marrakesh, they head for an exclusive group of villas and hotels, writes Tessa Boase 'See that villa? It's outdated," scoffed Mohammed, our guide, as we zoomed along the sand track. "It is nine years old. Everything here must be new!"
Morocco In the Fullness of Time
By MARTHA EGAN | The New Mexican, Sunday, April 06, 2003
Morocco is a rich storehouse of architecture, decorative art, fabulous food, colorful markets, ever-present history and dramatic scenery .............
FEZ, Morocco (AP 02/26) It's impossible not to get jostled in the narrow alleys in the old city of Fez. Coming toward you, or trying to squeeze past, are formidable Moroccan ladies in black, grizzled men pulling hand carts and boys tugging donkeys. "Balak!" look out! the cart pullers call out as they press forward .....
SUNDAY February 23, 2003 BY G.G. LaBELLE, Salt Lake Tribune / THE ASSOCIATED PRESS FEZ, Morocco
It's impossible not to get jostled in the narrow alleys in the old city of Fez. Coming toward you, or trying to squeeze past, are formidable Moroccan women in black, grizzled men pulling hand carts and boys tugging donkeys. "Balak!" look out! the cart pullers call out as they press forward, forcing...
A Gringo in Morocco
By: Jacques Downs
When I think of Morocco, I think of busy cranes big cranes busy building homes, apartment houses, and other living quarters. Wherever I went in that extraordinary country, I was rarely out of sight of some kind of construction. Thus, if Morocco is .....................
We'll always have MOROCCO: We're off on the road to the land of casbahs, desert and Imperial Cities
Sunday, December 29, 2002 by Judy Kline CASABLANCA, Morocco
Mention Morocco and two words that spring to mind are "Casablanca" and "casbah." Both words invoke romantic fantasies and images of intrigue. Unfortunately, neither is a particularly accurate representation of this fascinating country.
A journey from Seattle to the Sahara to join the cyberhippie culture
Thursday, March 8, 2001 By WINDA BENEDETTI SEATTLE POST INTELLIGENCER REPORTER OUARZAZATE, Morocco
Ungchigga, ungchigga, ungchigga, ungchigga, ungchigga. The sound is so loud that, although we're nearly a mile from the source, I can feel the vibrations tickle the soft place where my spine meets my bum. Ungchigga. It thumps all night long. Ungchigga. All day long. Ungchigga. It shanghais the body's rhythms and demands they step up to the tempo. Ungchigga! Did I mention LOUD?
Even to the borders of China
James Buchan is enthralled by Tim Mackintosh Smith's edition of The Travels of Ibn Battutah, a Moroccan view of the 14th century world
Saturday December 21, 2002 The Guardian
The Travels of Ibn Battutah edited by Tim Mackintosh Smith 325pp, Picador, £20
A horse with no name: Competition winner: Runner up
Gina Hall, Daventry, Northamptonshire 15 June 2002
Dry: we think we know dry. It's when your lawn needs watering, or when you're thirsty and resent spending £2.50 on a bottle of water. No, that's not dry. Dry is when every drop of water is a struggle in a land strewn with rocks and sand, where river beds haven't seen the flow of water for months. Travel beyond the Atlas Mountains of Morocco, along the valley where the Dra runs (when it does run ...
With Ibn Battuta, No Journey Is Too Far Annapolis Fourth Graders Travel Depth and Breadth of Islamic Culture in the Footsteps of a 14th Century Moroccan Man
By Darragh Johnson Washington Post Staff Writer Thursday, December 5, 2002; Page AA14
First came the exotic locales, the distant geographies: Tangier. Alexandria. Damascus. Baghdad. Then came mention of luxurious goods: Ripe tangerines. Green cardamom. Burntorange turmeric. Next, these fourthgraders at Annapolis's Key School were stepping into the dusty shoes of 21yearold Ibn Battuta as the 14thcentury Moroccan man made his hajj across North Africa, to Mecca, and then kept going. By the time he returned home, he was a 64yearold man............
Our rocking, rolling Moroccan star trek.
November 23, 2002 The Times
Steve Keenan takes on the mighty Atlas Mountains THE final, steep climb over snowcovered rocks to an icy ridge 1,800m (6,000ft) up the Atlas Mountains was no problem for Gruff. A Super Furry Animal presumably doesn't feel the cold
On the Tizi and feeling dizzy
The Times Nov 23 2002
Paul Mansfield steels himself for the toughest but most rewarding drive in southern Morocco The TizinTest is simultaneously the most demanding and most spectacular drive in Morocco. An irresistible challenge and a bit of a nightmare..................
Rap the Kasbah
Our regular look at countries which rarely feature prominently in the international news. This week: The appointment of Morocco's new government was overshadowed by a fatal prison fire and P Diddy's big birthday bash
Slip through the net
Away from Marrakech's hustle and bustle, Carla Grossetti finds tea, tagine and tranquility in the sleepy Moroccan fishing village of Taghazoute Tuesday November 12, 2002
Saturday November 10, 2001
Tourists may be scarce, but north Africa is still the wild, kaleidoscopic, beautiful maelstrom it always was. Andrew Gilchrist gets happily lost Holidays in the Muslim world
Frankly, Lawrence of Arabia had it easy
Sunday November 10, 2002
A drive across the Sahara desert in a convoy of Land Rovers gave Anthony Browne access to a Morocco normally off the tourist trail. But this is no trip for the faint hearted
Orson and Jimi, this is our kind of town
Sunday September 22, 2002
Shades of history fall theatrically across Essaouira's pink walls, from Othello the Moor to Sixties hippies, as Euan Ferguson discovered
Sunday March 3, 2002
Cool and stylish, these Moroccan palaces of peace are the perfect antidote to the noise, crowds and clamour of the city's streets. Jill Crawshaw visits eight of the best
The welcome couldn't be warmer
Sunday October 14, 2001
One day Morocco was top of the tourism charts. The next it wasn't. Liz Bird went last week to find out if fears of travelling in a Muslim country are well founded
Weird and wonderful
Saturday July 28, 2001
Its mix of the exotic and the downright bizarre make Marrakech the perfect weekend escape. Katharine Viner tries its top hotel
Trance dance and Tangerine dream
Sunday May 27, 2001
Tangier has always attracted an eclectic artistic community, from William S.Burroughs to Joe Orton. Novelist Jake Arnott gets a taste for its languid friendliness
Saturday April 21, 2001
It's close, but about as different from Europe as you can get. Lisa Sykes walks through the High Atlas with Berbers and soaks up the atmosphereMarrakech's souks
Carry on indulging
Sunday March 18, 2001
Rory Bremner settles in at an Aman resort, the holy grail of luxury hip hotels, where he's given a naked scrub down with olive soap in the steam room followed by a fourhand massage.But another hour's flying takes you to Morocco, and another world. While the Moors played away in Andalucia, home was Marrakesh, Fez or Tangier. Forget Casablanca: its romance faded with the departure of the last DC3. The airport no longer bears the name Casablanca.............
Adventures in the sands In Morocco: Mending a broken heart at the world's tallest dunes
By Joshua S. Howes, Tribune staff reporter Published October 27, 2002 MERZOUGA, Morocco
There are things that awe us to rapturegrand canyons, wild cascades, the immense rolling ocean. And there are other thingscool-rooted flowers, sunrise .............
MELTING POT One student experiences the sights, sounds and smells of a traditional Moroccan dinner
Daniel R. Disalvo Perspective
After tea in the cafe overlooking the Atlantic, I felt keyed up. It probably had something to do with all the sugar in the tea; or maybe my own nervousness in a conversation that kept switching from French to Arabic and back again that caused me to drink more tea than I needed...........
The Land of the Berbers
By Kristin Piljay
After over 24 hours of travel, I finally arrived in Casablanca, tired but anxious with anticipation to see two of my closest friends, Janet and Tiina. We were all converging upon Morocco, invited by our friend, Antoine, who was working on the film set of Black Hawk Down, a new film directed by Ridley Scott......
A Quest for Rest: Morocco
By Steve Power
We awoke that morning to find ourselves in the middle of the Sahara Desert. How we had come to arrive there is still a bit of a mystery. I remember something about myself, my girlfriend Johanna and our friend Regan being accosted at a bus terminal, taken to a hostel and being convinced to climb on to the Meanest, most Uncomfortable, Gas infested, Stank-ass animal in the world. I believe they call this animal.....
By Melissa Vinitsky
Let me begin this story with a little bit of advice - no matter what anyone tells you, do not, I repeat, DO NOT, do the Toubkal trek in the Moroccan High Atlas mountains!!! My guidebook says all you need are some good hiking shoes. Let me tell you, that is a load......
Sun Of The Desert
By Michael Jordan
In November 2000, the Dublin Simon Community organized a "Hike For The Homeless" of100km across the Sahara Desert. Nearly a hundred people signed up for this incredible experience and most of them, or rather most of us met for the first time in Dublin airport on the day of ....
By Jeanette Bergman
The day started well, what with the Alien Registration (Yes, that is the actual name of the department) people's timely stamping of my passport, validating my right to live/work in Eire "til the following May (thus avoiding Immigration hassle en route), followed by another prac test with X Advertising, thereby landing me a new job (despite instilling mammoth fear in having to return to work to resign just hours before I leave)..........
Morocco: On the Verge of Itself
By Glenn Kaufmann
Travel through Morocco for any length of time and you'll uncover a land fiercely traditional and full of daily change, a land of harsh desolation shadowed by lush oasis, and a land where earnest well wishers stand toe to toe with the desperate, impoverished, and outright swindlers. In short, Morocco is a world of contrasts both..............
By Ron Gitt
In Morocco, up in the Atlas Mountains we were heading from Marrakech to Ceuta, and it was very hot and dusty! Down below was a gorgeous blue lake about an hour's drive away. We couldn't wait to hit that water......................
Massage: Moroccan Style
By Gerald Schwartz How I Learned to Love the Hammam
It was on a brief four-day stopover in Istanbul in the late eighties that I first experienced the pleasure of the ancient Islamic 'hammam'. Hammam is derived from the Arabic for "spreader of warmth" and is the ritual Turkish hot-steam room that is combination cleansing spot; social gathering and gossip place; and a relaxing brief getaway from the modern world. Hammams go back to the 7th century and ...............
Morocco - a cultural melting pot
Dubai | By A Staff Reporter | 06/10/2002
Blending two worlds - Europe and Africa - and bathed by two seas, the North Atlantic and the Mediterranean, Morocco is a cultural melting pot which promises the holiday traveller a truly original vacation......
Sun, sea and souk.
Saturday 21 September 2002
Morocco or Tunisia? Suddenly it has become a tough choice, but visitors who love one have always assumed that they would loathe the other. They're in for a surprise, says Sophie Roberts
The Mystique Of Morocco
By Harry Marks Wednesday Sept.4th, 2002, September 04 20
Stimulating, mystical and steeped in ancient history and Islamic culture, the North African nation of Morocco tantalizes all who visit its wonders...................
By Michale Carr October 4, 2000
"Psss!" the men hissed conspiratorially, or, "Excuse me! Excuse me!" and "Come see. Only today!" I threaded my way through alleys clogged with hundreds of tiny markets. Canvas tents like those of Berber nomads shielded them from the sun.......
I was Just Looking.
February 21, 2001
Joe Kuhl, a former Peace Corp volunteer in Morocco, teaches English and linguistics at the University of Georgia............... The old man across the aisle, a shamali from the north, he figured, by the brown-and-white-striped djelleba and the yellow rizah...............
Spellbound by Morocco: Dan Neil immerses himself in the fantasia of Marrakech and Fès."
Khalid the herbalist stumps in a circle, pivoting on his withered leg, lecturing. "Cumin, good for stomachaike; sweet curry, for headaike..." We are in his herboristerie on the Derb Zaouia, a narrow stone alley in the medina, the old city of Fès (also spelled Fez), where the ancient buildings lean on one another like.............................
Magic of Morocco
01.08.2002 - By PHILIP GAME
From the fiery brick-red of Marrakech to the lemon tints of Meknes, Morocco's older cities seem almost to be colour-coded.. The sleepy Atlantic port of Essaouira is a huddle of whitewashed cubes, trimmed in Mediterranean blue, an arresting yet restful combination and reward enough for the two-hour journey from bustling Marrakech.
I lost my heart in... Essaouira.
John Mortimer, writer Interview by Tim Wapshott Saturday June 29, 2002 The Guardian
Why? It is the most incredibly beautiful town. It has white walls, bright blue doors, a huge, sandy beach, and the little coloured fishing boats look just like a Van Gogh painting......
Rekindling the magic of marriage.
Sarah Sands gets into the rhythm of Marrakesh. Marrakesh in May is about 77F (25C). It is also the month when the roses are in bloom, outside the mosque, in the gardens and floating in stone troughs in hotel courtyards. The riad concept suits the hidden glories of Morocco. ......
I am in Morocco to see, and perhaps cross, the Western Sahara. Throughout history, there have been but a handful of land routes connecting the Mediterranean coast to western Africa. In the east, there is the Route du Hoggar,
Desert greens. Nick Trend returns to Marrakesh and is surprised to find courses that are not only beautiful but empty.
Golfing in Marrakesh Wednesday April 17, 2002. The Telegraph.
Mirror to a Culture: a Bustling Market in Marrakesh, Morocco.
By Barbara McClatchie Andrews . The world and I
The sun has not yet crested the Atlas Mountains. In Café Toubkal, men huddle over their early morning coffee and croissants. A couple of scruffy cats idly weave through the forest of their legs. The men absentmindedly observe......
Runners take on African desert.
By the BBC's Stephanie Irvine in Morocco Sunday, 7 April, 2002, 07:41 GMT 08:41 UK
When the sun rises on Sunday morning over the sand dunes of Ouarzazate in southern Morocco, a group of over 600 people will rouse themselves from their Berber tents and prepare to set off on this year's 'Marathon of the Sands', one of the most grueling foot races on earth............
Desert run in a rhino suit.
Thursday, 4 April, 2002, 09:38 GMT 10:38 UK
After running six marathons in costume to raise money for Save the Rhino - three in New York, three in London - this seemed like a natural progression..........
Morocco seeks tourism revival.
By Eileen Byrne Monday, 18 March, 2002
Tourism chiefs in the Moroccan city of Fez are seeking to win back lost trade from holidaymakers who were put off travelling by the events of 11 September........
Morocco: Dealing with Street Hustlers.
Turning down the road toward the village of Aït Benhaddou, our car was approached by a young boy frantically waving for us to........ stop.
Stranger in the dunes.
A traveler finds beauty in the desert of Morocco, from the changing light on its sands to the kindness and curiosity of its people. ..
By GRAHAM BRINK, Times Staff Writer © St. Petersburg Times published February 10, 2002
In a Time of Sadness, Moroccans Lend a Hand.
by Susan Kostrzewa. September 11, 2001
It was a quiet afternoon in Essaouira, Morocco. My husband Cris and I were sipping mint tea in a café on the square, watching children play and looking forward to a stroll through the market after dark. Gulls called overhead. A warm sea breeze enveloped us. It was the most relaxed we had been on the entire trip. The date was September 11. An ocean away, an American Airlines plane was crashing into Tower 1 of the World Trade Center. ...
A strong, strange scent of history: The alleys of Fez - the most complete medieval city in the world - leave Paul Mansfield both enchanted and exhausted.
Paul Mansfield, Electronic Telegraph. Saturday 12 January 2002
On my way to see the herbalist about a miracle cure, I popped into Khayar's for a shave. In his tiny shop, under magazine photographs of chubby Moroccan starlets, Khayar lathered my face and shaved it with a cut-throat razor .....
Tourists still welcome.
Author Michael Kerr. DATE: 13 Oct 2001
Since September 11 many travellers have come to regard all Islamic countries as dangerous. Last week, we went to see whether their fears are justified. Michael Kerr reports from Morocco plus updates from Egypt, Dubai, Israel, Tunisia and Turkey.....
Morocco: Magic - except for the carpets
Author Joanna Symons. DATE: 26 Mar 2001
Taking the children away for Easter? You don't need to head for the beach. Joanna Symons sees her sons bowled over by medieval Marrakesh. THERE'S no better place to teach your children the importance of sticking to the Green Cross code than in the Djemaa el Fna square in Marrakesh....
Cycling in the Atlas Mountains: Stephanie Debere bikes with the boys in Morocco.
Author Stephanie Debere. DATE: 13 Jun 2001
Wed to a traditional way of life.
Author Jack Barker. DATE: 15 Aug 2001
Jack Barker attends an unusual Berber marriage ceremony that takes place each year in a remote 'Moroccan' mountain village....
Bald ibis faces Club Med threat.
Author Brian Unwin. DATE: 04 Aug 2001
A UNIQUE tourist attraction is threatened by plans to build a Club Méditerranée holiday complex on Morocco's Atlantic coast. Tifnit village....
Higher Spirits in Morocco.
Jogi Januschowsky, MountainZone.com Correspondent Story Translated by Christina Kettman
The thick snowflakes fall from the African sky. A Berber emerges from the fog. He seems to come from eternity, and approaches us slowly. Very slowly the rhythm of life flows through the deep valleys of the high Atlas..
Morocco bound: Tangiers bid to host Tests as the game goes global.
Kevin Mitchell reports from North Africa's new venue. The Observer , Sunday January 6, 2002
On Rue de Liberte, removed from the chaos of Tangiers, is the warm and eccentric El Minzah Hotel, where you can smell the nostalgia even above the pungent aroma of the Friday-night markets. It is a place made for a Charles Boyer entry, to a Charles Trenet soundtrack.
Sweet Spot: If there's a problem with the menu, it's that nearly everything on it looks great.
BY GREG HUGUNIN
sfweekly.com | originally published: December 12, 2001
To dine at Aziza is to experience a rare brand of luxury that leaves no sense untouched. Step inside and you'll encounter dusky cobalt walls, dramatic arches painted with blue and white stripes, and the soft, twangy lilt of Moroccan music.
Going without at Ramadan.
-At the beginning of the Muslim fast, a traveler decides to do as the Marrakeshans do.
BY EMILY ZUZIK
I am not a pious woman. I didn't go into Ramadan with a long history of restraint. In fact, the most I knew about fasting was from my Catholic childhood during Lent, where you went without some chosen item for 40 days. There were also meatless Fridays, but you still got a good fish sandwich from the church that night.
Yes Sir - To The Hammam.
by Barbara Kingstone
The writer bares all in the steamy confines of the Moroccan hamman.
World of wellbeing.
Saturday 6 October 2001
Jo Foley stays at the Amanjena in Marrakesh
Marrakesh: Be cool in the souk.
Saturday 6 October 2001
Staying in the Marrakesh medina is no longer hideous or kinky, says Jeremy Seal. The renovated riads are oases of comfort and calm
Castles in the sand.
Hidden in the High Atlas are some of Morocco's most tempting hotels, where guests seeking a retreat from the cities are entertained in style, says Barnaby Rogerson
Local man to race across the Sahara: Runner trains in city's late-summer heat.
By Stephanie L. Jordan. Published by the Corpus Christi Caller-Times. Monday, August 20, 2001
With the sun high over his head, Edward Dramberger is in training for a marathon unlike any other he's raced in before. This time, his object isn't to win. "It's to finish the race," the 37-year-old said. "I live for goals." With temperatures in the high 90s, Corpus Christi is the perfect place to get ready for a150-mile race across the Sahara Desert. Race organizers say runners may experience 110 to 125 degree temperatures.
Among the Golems.
By Brendan Bernhard. Published March 27 - April 2, 1998 . Los Angels Weekly
Fez is the most daunting city in Morocco, its French-induced schizophrenia marked to an extreme degree. The old and new cities are two separate and contradictory worlds, each a riposte to the other. The new, French-built town is notable for its enormous tree-lined avenues, grand colonial statements that could only have been built with parades in mind. As an individual, you feel inadequate; you'd have to be part of an army to really feel at ease there.
Memories of Morocco.
22.07.2001 The New Zealand Herald/ Wednesday July 25, 2001
On the taxi ride from Marrakesh airport to La Palmeraie, Morocco is as I remembered it. Drunk with fatigue, prickling uncomfortably in the humid night air, we drift through an eerie, biblical landscape that reeks of rotting garbage, bonfires and abject poverty.
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