Medinas and Mosques
Trip Start Mar 23, 2012
14Trip End Apr 03, 2012
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We arrived in Casablanca around noon on Sunday on the train from Fez. We splurged the extra 2 Euros for a private compartment in the first class car, so we were very comfortable and did not get bothered by anyone. Getting a taxi from the train station was effortless and it took about 10 minutes to get to the hotel. Casablanca looks like a really messy version of Marseille—very port-city-like but quite dirty and run down. But much more grandiose and French then South Morocco.
Our hotel was absolutely ridiculous. The lobby was decorated with full Moroccan mosaics, complete with a chandelier covered in giant plastic gemstones.
After settling in, we headed to get lunch at a little French/Moroccan café on the main shopping street. The food was pretty great—we ordered kebabs, avocados stuffed with cheese and shrimp, and cous cous.
Michelle and I went to the grocery store while Lauren went to the gym, then we met back at the hotel to shower and eat some bread/cheese/assorted other goodies for dinner. Luckily, I checked my United confirmation as Lauren was doing some final packing before headed to the airport (she flew a day earlier than us), and I realized that my flights were messed up!
The next morning, we woke up late and enjoyed the huge spread offered for breakfast by the hotel. Tons of pastries, breads, some cheeses and meats, juices, etc—very delicious. Then we went back up to the room, showered, and did all of our final packing.
We walked along the water until we reached the Hassan II Mosque, which is the largest mosque in Morocco and the third largest in the world.
Once we took about a million pictures of the mosque, we realized we didn’t actually have anything else to do. So, we decided to sit at the mosque all day and read the Hunger Games together on my kindle.
After about 5 hours, we had finished half the book and it was starting to get dark, so we headed back to the hotel. We ate the rest of our bread and cheese and sat around for a while before catching a cab to the train station. Half an hour on the train and we were at the airport! We got through immigration without any problems, ate some pastries from the only shop in Casablanca’s airport, and boarded or plane to Frankfurt around 1 AM. Goodbye Africa, hello Germany, yay!