Dear Royal Air Maroc, you most definitely SUCK: my last few days in Morocco

So, here is the story: on the 21st December I had my two flights back to good old Europe. The first one from Errachidia to Casablanca and the second one from Casablanca to Milan. I arrived at the first airport early in the morning just to find an extremely rude man telling me that I didn’t have a place on the plane. Imagine how thrilled I was.

He wrote  down a number that I had to call (Royal Air Maroc customer service) and then he told me to get away from the line. I was even more thrilled. The first person answering decided that hanging up in the middle of the conversation was a good thing to do. The second one was nicer, but completely asleep. He told me that my ticket wasn’t confirmed. 

Why all this shit? Because in October, when I arrived in Morocco, I had a few problems at the first airport, meaning that I didn’t manage to take my second flight to Errachidia. Royal Air Maroc has this extremely stupid and mean policy saying that if you lose a flight, all the other ones you bought are going to be deleted. Idiot thing. Very idiot and bastard thing. Anyway, the morning after my misadventure I went to the RAM office at the airport and a lady told me that it was ok and that she could confirm again my flights to come back home in December “Voilà mademoiselle, votre retour est confirmé“.

Voilà: I had a flight to go back home! Well, no. I didn’t. I don’t know if she was kidding, if she was making fun of me, if she was mean or if it was a simple and honest mistake, but WTF PEOPLE!

So, there I was, stuck at the airport wanting to go back home, but NOPE!

I finally managed to find a flight back for the 24th, but I am so extremely mad at the company and at the people working at the airport of Errachidia.

Let me tell you about how it works at the airport: Errachidia is a small city with a very very small airport. You can actually count the people working there on the fingers of one hand. And guess what: when finally it’s your turn for the checkin, the guy is so stressed and mean, that he pressures you like crazy and that he checks other 5 people at the same time. Very professional, BRAVO!

And… here is another funny thing. When you have to pass through the metal detector, it doens’t matter if the machine goes crazy screaming BEEEP BEEEP BEEP: the guy says that it’s ok and he just asks you if you have a lighter in your bag. Very safe, BRAVO to you too!

Now I am back and I will never take another Royal Air Maroc flight. They are very unprofessional, quite rude, with a shameful costumer service and the planes are so extremely dirty. They managed to lose a costumer, but I am not the only one: reading online I found a lot of horrible reviews. Congratulations RAM, if you continue like this you are going to lose a lot of costumers. BRAVO!

 

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Rabat, Morocco 2015 @pandaonavespa

 

Last random-postcards-Tuesday from Morocco (I hope!)

Well, I guess that last week wasn´t my last one in Morocco. I´ll explain a little bit more once I´ll get back to Italy, now I have black smoke coming out of my ears, my skin is green and my paws are ready to kill: dragon-Arianna is writing, not panda-Arianna. 

Anyway, it´s random-postcards-Tuesday, so let´s cheer with some random postcards! I really really hope that this actually will be my last week here in Morocco, and these are some of the things I am going to miss the most, apart from the stunning landscapes!

  • I am going to miss finding dates everywhere I look, even if I had waaaay too much of them!
  • I am going to miss seeing adorable donkey here and there!
  • I am going to miss this lovely turtle always sun bathing on the same stone in the middle of the river!

Bye bye Morocco! I´ll see you soon, but not that soon: now I really need to go back home for a while.

Aoufous, Morocco 2015
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The day I met my new best friend: Mimoune the donkey

I had no idea that donkeys could be that beautiful.

So, one day we were taking a walk here in the canyon and Ahmed came with us. Luckily Ahmed has his own animal shadow following him everywhere he goes: Mimoune, the donkey.

Donkeys are quite small and here they are charged so much that it breaks my heart. But Mimoune is a very loved animal and he is treated very very well!

I couln´t stop staring at him, at his stunning eyes (please, look at how beautiful the shape is!), at his long and fluffy ears and at his curly hair. 

He is a one year old donkey very very cute and sweet: he follows his owner around everywhere, he is very stubborn and quite spiteful, but in an adorable way. He hates being left alone and he immediately starts crying and calling Ahmed when he realizes that he isn´t around.

Having one in the garden would be so nice! I just have to convince my parents that adding two donkeys (if we take just one, he would feel lonely) to the family would be a good idea. And I have to see how to hide them in my airplane luggage: suggestions, ideas?

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Random-postcards-Tuesday from where I am living now

It´s my last week here in Morocco and it feels so weird: I have already been here for more than 2 months?

I can´t wait to be back to good old Europe: the experience here has been difficult, but at the same time extremely interesting.

If I am not at all going to miss some aspects of the local culture, I am definitely going to miss the landscapes. I have never seen such an amazing place.

I love how colors mix up and create this weird new world. How can I describe walking in these arid valley and seeing here and there little flowers?

How can I describe walking here and there with a fellow donkey called Mimoune?

How can I describe what it feels like when you can´t stand the heat anymore and you suddenly find a palm tree offering some shade?

This part of Morocco is another world. It´s a different planet.

Going back to good old Europe in going to be so weird, so incredible: nature will be different, people will be different, food will be different.

I am now sitting outside with my t shirt under the hot sun. Once back I will be sitting in front of the chimney in a cozy blanket.

Going back home is always weird, but it´s always good: after these adventures out of my comfort zone, I really need a little bit of lazy and cozy Italian living room!

So, enjoy this stunning and rural Moroccan landscape!

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Aoufous, Morocco 2015 @pandaonavespa
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Café Maure in Rabat, or how to find beauty in plenty of pastries and a nice view

That morning in Rabat was weird. 

I spent the night before reading live all about the attacks in Paris and I didn´t sleep much.

Johannes and I met to have breakfast and around us the air was weird: all the Western tourists we met had a weird look on their faces, these tired and sad eyes.

We walked here and there in those amazing little white and blue streets of the Kasbah until we arrived at the Café Maure.

This calm white and blue café with a big terrace facing Salé and the cliffs offers a great Moroccan mint tea and some -very yummy- typical pastries. The view is absolutely amazing, very relaxing and accompanied by the sound of small waves. It somehow feels like being in a mixture between southern Italy and Greece: so confusing!

Of course I could´t resist and I took one of each and… o gooosh! Let me just tell you that they are pure sugar and I love sugar. Johannes as well took some, but he is a polite and elegant young man, so he just took some (but tried mine…). Overall we had to pay 100 DH -10 euros- for my sugar craving, but it was worth it!

We had some problems with a local cat (o, yes: there are a lot of cats) who absolutely wanted to share our pastries and who decided to block the view sitting in front of us. But she was cute, so it´s ok.

I have been reading that in this bar women can go without problems, even if they are not accompanied by a man. So yay! Definitely go there! But watch-out: it looks like it´s closed during the Ramadan, and it always closes after the last prayer (the 5 pm one).

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Rabat, Morocco 2015 @pandaonavespa
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Random-postcards-Tuesday (it´s Wednesday) from here and there in Rabat

I had this weird feeling in Rabat. Sometimes it felt like Europe and sometimes it felt like -once again- another world. 

When I went to university and took the tram it really felt like being in Europe. Even the tram is like the one in Bordeaux! In the city center there are big houses, everything is nice, clean, bright and dynamic. 

But the moment you enter the poor neighborhood, it fells like another city, another Country. The streets are dirty, if don´t watch out you might walk inside a hole, people look at you differently and nothing is light-and-bright. 

It´s a very weird city and I can´t really understand if overall I liked it or not. I just know that I absolutely adored some corners here and there, like these ones:

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There just was the bright blue ocean and nothing more.

I never really saw the ocean like this. 

That morning in Rabat, Johannes and I took a walk in the Kasbah and wandered down to the seaside to ask for the prices for some surf equipment.

And there it was. The big wide ocean. 

The thing is that I have never really seen it with this perspective, from up above and in a moment in which I am full of new doubts and full of new fear. I know that ocean. I swam in it, I have seen it from the Eastern and from the Western side.

I was astonished and couldn´t stop staring at that incredible strength. Those colors, those nuances, that noise. It was stunning.

And those people walking on a bright surface: it looked like they were walking directly on the clouds. 

And, as usual, that noise, that view, that peace managed to calm me down and for a moment there was no fear, no worries about the future or the need to run away.

There was just the bright blue ocean and nothing more. 

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Rabat, Morocco 2015 @pandaonavespa
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Waiting for the winter shock: from southern Morocco to northern Italy

Isn´t incredible that December is already here? It feels like time has been flying so quickly: it can´t be possible that we already are at the end of -yet- another year!

I am so not prepared for it! I am not ready to say goodbye and to say welcome to another year. 

I didn´t witness the last two seasons changing, I have been living in another Continent, I see palm-trees getting brownish, but not yellow leaves falling.

I have been living quite alone the last months and I didn´t realize that the clock keeps on ticking and that the world is turning: I have been left behind in this Moroccan limbo!

I don´t know how it will feel getting back to society, to a place that I call home and to -dandandandaaan- real winter!

I remember that last year I stopped a couple of days in Paris getting back from three months in Madagascar and that it was a real shock. I wonder how this time will be!

Meanwhile I just look at a couple of photos from last winter and I can´t wait to get back to it!

 

Staring at the full moon rising (o, and BTW I was on another Planet)

The days are getting shorter and shorter. Colder and colder. 

One day we took the car, drove less than 10 minutes and arrived at the top of these huge, flat and red mountains surrounding the village. 

The view was great, the sun was setting and it was getting colder and colder.

We nearly decided to go back home when… we turned around and the biggest full moon ever was staring at us. It was rising over Algeria and everything was pink.

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Aoufous, Morocco 2015 @pandaonavespa

My jaw fell down and I lost my breath: how was it possible? A stunning sunset was on my right and a beautiful moon-rise was on my right…

It felt like I had been trapped on another earth, like nothing around me was real and that my life has been left behind.

O, and a huge arrow fell behind me. You know, one if those regular days…

The relaxing Andalusian Gardens in busy Rabat

Rabat is a very busy and messy big city. There is traffic, it´s noisy, it stinks (way too much smog), there are too many people and sometimes you just need a moment to relax, to run away from that mess. 

And, if you are in need of running away, the Andalusian Gardens definitely are the place for you. 

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Rabat, Morocco 2015 @pandaonavespa

Located inside the Kasbah, these gardens are open from sunrise to sunset and the entrance is free. Here you can a walk between amazing trees and flowers, find (finally!) postcards and stamps, stare at beautiful doors and meet a very large community of cats. 

I really loved the wooden doors painted in light blue, the fountains and the flowers swimming in a little basin. Everything has a wonderful scent, you can hear the birds singing and see couples sitting in the shadow: beautiful!

This is the perfect place to breathe, to relax, to step away from the noise and to enjoy how beautiful nature can be.

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