August 19, 2011

Weekly(ish) Photo Essay: 1970s Morocco

On our last day in Rabat my mother and I took a taxi 20 km out of the city to spend the day at the private beach of Hotel Firdaous.

The beach was clean(ish), big, beautiful, and almost completely ours.

But the hotel... oh man, the hotel. It was a place where time stopped in the 1970s. Well, see for yourself...