Day: 2
Dragging the jet-lagged small people out of their luxurious beds at 10am was probably about the only challenging thing we had to face today.
Breakfast was a sight for sore eyes with just about anything one could dare to wish for. Topping the charts was the most delicious croissants, prunes and dates I'd ever had (amongst 5 different kinds of pancakes, French cheeses, eggs any way... to mention but a few). The service boasted perfection. Mazagan Resort, you rock!
The highlight of the day was an interesting trip up the coast to Dar Bouazza, where we'll be living. Apparently my DH hadn't lost his Thai driving skills as he stealthily navigated the pot-holed country road without the least bit of his foreign presence detected by local drivers. (I'll be buffing out my claw marks on the passenger side pronto.)
Dar Bouazza is a charming little town running a short distance along the pretty coast. A nice break along the shore for surfing, politically-correct caramel-colored beach for beach lovers and rock pools for Bug Boy to spend hours in.
After being refused entry at our (future) secured gated community (apparently they're not joking), we spent a delightful afternoon with a co-worker of DH and their 3 daughters, at their ocean-facing villa. Ugh, it's a hard life drinking wine on a rooftop terrace. ;)
Some remarkable things about this home is that it has 4 levels, with marbled floors throughout and at least 5 large areas for seating large amounts of people. The basement contains another sitting area, maid's quarters, steam room the size of my Houston kitchen and it's very own mosque!
A great discovery, on the way home, was a tiny 'hanook' (convenience store) run by a Frenchman who bakes..... GLUTEN-FREE BREAD!!!! :) Happy Tommy = Happy Mommy :)
Picture for today: View from our hotel room.
Dragging the jet-lagged small people out of their luxurious beds at 10am was probably about the only challenging thing we had to face today.
Breakfast was a sight for sore eyes with just about anything one could dare to wish for. Topping the charts was the most delicious croissants, prunes and dates I'd ever had (amongst 5 different kinds of pancakes, French cheeses, eggs any way... to mention but a few). The service boasted perfection. Mazagan Resort, you rock!
The highlight of the day was an interesting trip up the coast to Dar Bouazza, where we'll be living. Apparently my DH hadn't lost his Thai driving skills as he stealthily navigated the pot-holed country road without the least bit of his foreign presence detected by local drivers. (I'll be buffing out my claw marks on the passenger side pronto.)
Dar Bouazza is a charming little town running a short distance along the pretty coast. A nice break along the shore for surfing, politically-correct caramel-colored beach for beach lovers and rock pools for Bug Boy to spend hours in.
After being refused entry at our (future) secured gated community (apparently they're not joking), we spent a delightful afternoon with a co-worker of DH and their 3 daughters, at their ocean-facing villa. Ugh, it's a hard life drinking wine on a rooftop terrace. ;)
Some remarkable things about this home is that it has 4 levels, with marbled floors throughout and at least 5 large areas for seating large amounts of people. The basement contains another sitting area, maid's quarters, steam room the size of my Houston kitchen and it's very own mosque!
A great discovery, on the way home, was a tiny 'hanook' (convenience store) run by a Frenchman who bakes..... GLUTEN-FREE BREAD!!!! :) Happy Tommy = Happy Mommy :)
Picture for today: View from our hotel room.
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