IT'S A MAN'S WORLD
I was excited and had been for some time. Jerome, Laurent and I were off to Morocco, first to Assilah then to Tangiers. A strange coincidence. A very good friend Craig, had just returned to France after years spent in Morocco and notably Assilah and Tangers. We were armed with recommendations (mainly eating I might add). I have been to Morocco before so was more or less aware of what we would be confronted with culture wise. The operative word was less. The first time was with my daughter Nicky who was not yet in her teens. A Berber offered me 90 dromedary for her but I was not too sure if they would fit on my Mother's balcony. She was an angel for the rest of the trip. I was with a friend for a short week of Thalasso.... The third time I was with my Mother in Marrakech. The guide couldn't understand why I didn't want to spend the night with him. He was very cold when picking us up the following morning. We decided we could do without a guide. I was with the Borgys.