Casablanca is Spanish for “white house.” It is located in western Morocco directly on the Atlantic Ocean. While it is considered the economic capital of Morocco, Rabat is the official capital.
The day started out with a lurch around 6:30 a.m. when the Captain made a quick turn. There were quite heavy waves and we got caught in one without the stabilizers out. Everything on our desk went sliding to the other side and two bottles of wine hit the laptop and fell off. We managed to catch them just before they hit the floor. That’s the fastest we have moved all cruise! Up in the buffet, dishes went flying. By the time we got there, the crew was still cleaning the mess up. The Captain made an announcement that he doesn’t like to put the stabilizers out as there is a chance they could be damaged in the shallow waters, but I think I could still hear the crew grumbling about that.
We didn’t realize that might be the start of our crazy day…
Lots of buses getting ready for passengers. It is a narrow dock and they were all jockeying for position.
Coke is international!
Rich took some great videos on the cruise and was kind enough to copy them for me. Here is his video of the mosque. What you hear is the Islamic call to prayer which is done five times at day at specific times. It sort of sounds like wailing, but is actually repeating several phrases, several times.
Looking at the lighthouse where we started the morning…
We arrived in Rabat and he took us to the kasbah, which is the walled part of the city. Once again he just let us out and pointed in the direction of where we should go. Having been in the kasbah
We conferred in our little huddle and decided there were six of us, he probably wasn't going to murder us, and it was likely the only tour we were going to get. So we decided to let him be our tour guide. If he tried to direct us into shops, and we said “no” he would was more than willing to carry on.
Lots of different styles of dress for the women.