Nightlife Spot: Paradise
I didn't expect to see much of a nightlife in Marrakech - mainly because of it being a traditional Muslim country, meaning no alcohol etc.
That's why I was surprised to find out there are over 200 nightclubs in Marrakech (est. population 600 000). At least that's what the hotel receptionist told us. Well, we went into one that he reccomended. Of course it had to be the most expensive one, which we realised as soon as we payed the entrance fee, which was around 8 euro. It was so much above the standard we knew it was not ment for everyone.
The place itself didn't look anything spectacular, the decoration, the lightshow etc. The waiters and bartenders, however, wore bow ties and suits as if they were working in a high-class restaurant. On every table there was a bottle of mineral water, four glasses on paper coasters and popcorn and peanuts.
I defined my mission in this earthly life to try every beer I come across of. Well we tried Morrocan beer but it was too sweet for us as we were of course used to more European taste. So we continued the night with Heineken, which was the most expensive beer I have ever paid, as we had to pay over 6 euro for a miserable 0,33 bottle.
The music was also nothing extravagant: a mix of everything - pop, latino, r'n'b, hip hop, house, a few of their local hits, etc. Just like home.
The Morrocan people, like all Arabs I suppose, are very good dancers and it was amazing to watch them. Its obvious that they have a great sense of the rythm.
We were soon approached by a number of boys wanting to introduce ourselves and trying to impress us with stories of how they had a supporting role in "The Gladiator". Language barrier again represented the big problem as their English was anything but understandable, and unfortunately our French was even worse.
I was only truly horrified by the statue of a huge penguin (!) which jumped me from behind the corner as I was trying to find the girls room.
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Theme: Nightclub
Dress Code: Well, when you are a blond European girl in an African country, you are invited everywhere regardless of the dress code. We dressed casual as we were working all day and had no problems going in, but felt like outsiders a little as everyone else was wearing designer clothes, full make up etc. Nevertheless, we were the attraction of the evening even though we tried to be invisible as the attention that was flattering at first made us feel somewhat paranoid as the evening went on.
Address: Htel Mansour Eddahbi
Directions: It's situated in medina (city centre), very close to the King's Palace