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Rabat
February
24th
One of the buildings at the Royal Palace complex.
Our driver with the royal mosque behind him.
For our last full day in Morocco, Mustapha drove us to
Rabat. We took the
scenic route both to and from, along the coast and through many
wealthy cities. Rabat was very impressive – much nicer than Casablanca, but
I think Marrakech was favourite city of all.
I think that Rabat has more things to see, but Marrakech is
much more relaxed. We
started with the royal palace area.
I love how everywhere you go, there is always a photo of
the king, Muhammad VI, and he always has the same look on his face
(and he’s always looking away from the camera!).
Some people were even more diehard fans and had photos of
him and his wife with their new child. I asked Mustapha if everyone loves the king, to which he
answered yes. So,
back to Rabat, we walked along the grounds in the royal complex
area. Beautiful there
– and very spacious.
My mom and Mustapha at the ruins in Rabat.
Mustapha and I talking at the same spot.
Me at the ruins.
Me at the ruins, again. Check out that stork's nest on
top of the old minaret!
We saw an old walled city’s ruins that reminded my mom
and I of Pompeii. A
lot of storks had come and built their nests in this area.
It was just beautiful.
After this, we went to see where Hassan II, Muhammad V, and
Muhammad V’s wife are buried… extremely beautiful, on the
grounds were an old mosque used to stand, and all that’s left of
it is the minaret and a few bits of wall.
After this, we went to the Kasbah in Rabat, where my mom
and I got our hands decorated with beautiful henna.
I wasn’t planning on getting it done after several people
at McGill had warned me (skin reaction reasons), but these girls
were so quick with getting the stuff on our hands, and it didn’t
hurt too much (it mainly stung when it was drying).
After this, we went back to Casablanca, while we sat with
the henna on our hands for about 2.5 hours!
Me and my mom with a royal guard on horse at the tomb of Hassan
II and Muhammad V.
An old old minaret that was left standing at the tombs.
Mustapha and my mom in front of the tomb building.
Me and Mustapha at the same place.
More of me at the royal tombs.
Hassan II is the one in the middle. Muhammad V and his
wife are in the top right and left corners.
Me and a grumpy looking royal tomb guard. I LOVE THOSE
OUTFITS.
A view of the royal tombs area from next to the old minaret.
Me and the old minaret.
For our last night in Morocco, we did the usual – we went
for tea first. While
we were there, Mustapha told us that he was going to make a phone
call, so we waited for him while my mom and I relaxed.
Little did we know that he was actually buying us gifts!
He came back and gave me a mint teapot with two glasses
(because I had the stuff at every opportunity!), and my mom a
scarf that he showed her how to tie Sahara-style.
I almost cried because I did not expect him to do this and
it was incredibly sweet.
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