The Best Camel Rider in Marrakech

After half a week in Rabat, Julie and I took a train to Marrakech to meet up with one of my friends from high school, Megan, and her friend that she met while studying abroad in Berlin, Daniela.  We stayed at Le Meridien N’fis, which was wonderful because I haven’t had a really good shower in awhile, what with the farm, then hostels.  Honestly, getting really, really, really clean was the highlight of my trip to Morocco, but more on that later.

Goofing around with the scarecrow in the kitchen garden
Goofing around with the scarecrow in the kitchen garden

Julie, Megan, Dani and I had a great time eating in Marrakech… Not a lot of people in the world get as excited as I do about food, but Dani definitely does.  She also informed me that the Germans don’t have a word for “Yum”, which seems like a travesty.  If there is no ‘yum’, how do you express satisfaction of food? Use real words? NO!

On the first night, we ate at a place called Mama Ti Lee, which is a fixed 3 course menu (with 2 options for each course) that changes daily based on whats fresh and what the chef is inspired by.  That night, we did a lot of splitting so we could try everything.  I had parmesean panna cotta with a argula salad, half of a vegetable tart, the most delicious duck with pears, dates, and figs, and for dessert a molten chocolate cake.  It was really superb.

We want to eat!!!
We want to eat!!!
Duck with Pears, Figs, and Dates
Duck with Pears, Figs, and Dates
Molten Goodness
Molten Goodness

Night 2 we ate another really lovely place called Souk Kafe, where we had an absolute smorasbord. Another fixed meal, we had multiple appetizers, tajine, cous cous, and topped it off with our choice of sorbet. I chose fig and mint, and they were both truly lovely.

Sunset from the rooftop patio
Sunset from the rooftop patio
Princess Skirts
Princess Skirts
Why yes, all of this food is for me!
Why yes, all of this food is for me!
The group
The group

The most important things from our trip to Marrakech was the quest to find camels to ride.  I knew I didn’t want to leave the country without my cute hiney being seated on a camel saddle.  Well in the land of Arabian nights, ask and your wish will be granted.

Camels on camels on camels
Camels on camels on camels

I’m going to start out by saying Julie had the best camel- calm and obedient.  On the other hand, my camel wouldn’t kneel to let me on like its camel brethren did, and so I had to get boosted up. He was not stoked AT ALL.  He also decided halfway through the trip that he was tired and wanted to rest, but apparently forgot about the human on his back.  This camel ride was equal parts amazing and sketchy, and I couldn’t help but think about safely rules and health care in Morocco, and all the bad things that could happen to me if my camel decided to freak out… I get pretty dark sometimes.

camel me &j

"Are you sure I'm not going to die?"
“Are you sure I’m not going to die?”

group came

Really, the only other thing of note we did was drink a ton of fresh squeezed orange juice. If you’re ever in Morocco, you really must partake.

juice

All photos in this post are courtesy of photographer extraordinaire  Miss Megan P. Beck.

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