We got off the flight completely jet lagged. Morocco is 8 hours ahead of California, and we didn’t get a chance to adjust while in NYC. With hardly any sleep on the plane, we landed in Casablanca bright and early in the morning ready to go to bed.
Met up with our driver, Mohamed, who brought us to our hotel for early check in and a brief nap. This reminded me of our very first trip across the Atlantic together to Paris 20 years ago. For our brief Memorial Day weekend trip, we got in at 6 in the morning, checked in to our hotel and proceeded to take a quick nap, but ended up sleeping away our entire first day of our 3-day trip.
This time we set an alarm. An hour and a half later, we were back on the road for lunch and our 3-hour guided tour. Oy vey.
Then we met up with our guide, Selleck. The highlight of Casablanca, the Hassan II Mosque, is currently closed due to Covid, so our guide brought us to the local market. He told us that he doesn’t normally bring tourists to where locals hangout, so we lucked out.
Five hours later, we were finally back at the hotel, what a sight for sore eyes.