It was wet; it rained the entire
night. The Riad Maison Aicha is in a very good location, located as it is
almost at the mouth of the Souq, as it were. The problem is the access to the
accommodation. While the small size of the room was manageable, the size of the
bathroom was indeed a matter of discomfort. I had a hot shower before packing
up the bag. I was ready for breakfast, as committed with Said, at 7.30 am. The
breakfast menu everywhere in Morocco is the same, it seemed. Said gave me a
glass of orange juice, freshly squeezed, a couple of Msemmen, an omelette and
coffee. That filed me up enough.

It was dark at 7.45 am, when I
left for the parking lot. The pavement and the roads were wet with puddles of
water everywhere. I managed to get to my car without the shoes getting wet and
the baggage getting dirty. When I left the city, the traffic was sparse. In
less than 30 minutes I hit the motorway to Casablanca. The next 220 km was
almost on auto drive. It rained intermittently and I expected the worst for the
day. From the motorway to Casablanca, I took the highway to Rabat. The roads in
Morocco, at least the tolled motorways and highways are exceptional. In a bit
over 4 hours I was in the capital city of Rabat, a distance of 320 km from
Marrakech.

The city was completely different
from both Casablanca and Marrakech, clean and organised. Indeed, worthy of
being a capital. Neatly whitewashed the entire city is in unwavering white
decor. The doors, windows and grills are of different colours. Instead of
driving to the accommodation, as I normally do, I decided to explore some of
the city sights, since some of the attractions were quite far from it. One of
the major problems I thought I would encounter in the city is parking.
Therefore, I decided to go to the St Peter's Cathedral first, where I expected
to park without any problem. In the orderly traffic I didn't have a problem
getting to it.

There was ample parking in front
of the twin spired church. But I found that only police cars were parked there.
None of the police vehicles was manned. I parked there, nevertheless, and asked
a passerby if I could use the parking slot. He seemed alarmed. He said,
"No, No, Police". I could vaguely catch something about parking where
there are blue lines. As I was about to take my car out from where I had parked
a police car happened by driven by a young policeman. I asked him for parking
directions. In decent English, he told me I could park anywhere I found cars
parked and, in a slot, in between. I drove out of the Cathedral premises and
soon found a parking slot. I also checked with a passerby and he told me that
it's fine to park there. And, I was surprised that there was no parking fee.
That done, I walked the short distance to the church.

The St. Peters Cathedral, built
between 1919 and 1930, is an art deco Roman Catholic church and is the seat of
the Archdiocese of Rabat. The church was open for worship, but was empty. At
the entrance, from a chamber, I was greeted by a priest. After knowing from
where I was from, he showed me candles and donation envelopes. I told him that
I would take the candles later. I took a seat in the first pew and spent many
moments in solitude and prayer. Later I bought a candle, lit it at a minor
altar and left the church.
From the church, leaving the car
where it was parked, I took the long walk to the Bab Rouah Gate. I soon came to
the Moulay Hassan Square, formerly known as Pietri Square. Located near the CDG
headquarters, Rabat Cathedral, and the central police station, Pietri Square
was once home to Rabat's permanent flower market, where people purchased
magnificent flower baskets.
The florists were moved to make
way for terraces of cafes and other restaurants that have become popular with
the people of Rabat. The square now has a braided steel canopy that stands out
dressed in yellow. Striking is the mural titled Najma, a project for the Museum
Mohamed VI of Modern and Contemporary Art, which opened in 2014. It is an
African Modern Art museum. The pieces of art displayed in the premises of the
museum are themselves so unique that I spend some time admiring those before
walking to the Bab Rouah Gate.
The gate and its adjoining
ramparts were finished by 1197. The Arabic name Bab ar-Ruwah, meaning
"Gate of the Winds", was possibly a reference to the strong Atlantic
winds which batter the city. The entrance archway of the gate today is smaller
than it was originally was. From the archway I walked along the rampart wall
and came to the Royal Palace of Rabat, the primary and official residence of
the King of Morocco.
At the main gate, I was told by the security personnel
that I could visit the palace only with an official tour guide. The booking has
to be made prior, and that spiked my chances of gaining entry to the palace
that day. However, the security guard permitted me a peek into the Palace
premises from the massive palace gate and take a few photos. With massive walls
encasing the Palace grounds I could not capture anything of significance.

I walked back to where I had
parked the car and drove to the Mausoleum of Mohammed V, with the intention of
rounding off the city visit with the Hassan Tower. I was guided into a parking
slot by a parking lot attendant. As I went through the first gate of the
complex, I realised that both the mausoleum and the tower were in the same
premises. The Hassan Tower is an incomplete minaret of an incomplete mosque.
Commissioned by one of the Caliphs of the 12th century, its building ceased
with his death in 1199. The tower was intended to be the largest minaret in the
world of the largest mosque of the Muslim world. Instead, the minaret was left
standing at a height of 44 meters with 348 unfinished columns of the mosque.

Located across the Hassan Tower
is the mausoleum of Mohammed V, which contains the tombs of King Mohammed V and
his two sons, late King Hassan II and Prince Abdallah. The mausoleum stands on
an elevated platform and is an exceptional example of Moorish architecture and
elements.
The dome of the mausoleum chamber is made of mahogany wood with
coloured glass. The cenotaph of Mohammed V is carved in white onyx, where his
remains were transferred in 1971, with the completion of the mausoleum. Guards
in impressive uniforms and spears stand to attention at the four entrances of
the mausoleum and another four at the corners inside.
The views of the city of Rabat
from the high reaches of the mausoleum complex are awesome. The six laned
roads, the twin track modern tramway, the Grand Theatre of Rabat and the iconic
250-meter Mohammed VI Tower with abundant greenery, glorious views of the
Bouregreg river and the bridges spanning them can be enjoyed along the walkway
abutting manicured and landscaped lawns.
From the mausoleum complex I
drove to the accommodation, which is inside the medina. I had very clear
instructions from the accommodation that I should not drive into the medina. I
found an underground parking complex from where it was a short walk through the
modern medina to the Dar Yanis hotel. The medina gate is called the Bab El Had.
It is today much more than a mere vestige of the past Sunday market; it is now
a dynamic urban crossroad and a popular meeting place, symbolizing the
harmonious transition between the modernity of the new city and the authentic
effervescence of the traditional Medina.

I was warmly welcomed at Dar
Yanis, a superb old building converted into a hotel. The staff took a lot of
pains to make me welcome and familiarised me with all the facilities there and
the room. The guy in charge told me that I could park more cheaply at a
facility close to the hotel and he gave me directions to it. After freshening
up, I moved the car from the underground parking to the overcrowded parking lot
meant for longer term parking. I was expertly guided into an empty slot and I
paid the 30 MAD for the overnight parking and left by foot for the rest of the
sightseeing.
The Corniche Bouregreg was under
a km from the car park. It is the most well-known promenade in Rabat, and for
good reason. It stretches along the Bouregreg River and connects the cities of
Rabat and Salé. One can hire small boats for the crossing. This is a place
where visitors come for impressive walking paths, a calming atmosphere, and
spectacular views of some of the capital’s most iconic landmarks.
The promenade
was filled with both locals and tourists. They combine the relaxing walk with
views of landmarks such as the Kasbah of the Udaias, Hassan Tower, and the
Rabat Medina. After spending quite some time in the Corniche and savouring an
ear of boiled corn with a lavish sprinkling of salt and masala I walked to the
Kasbah des Udaias.
The Kasbah of the Udaias, dating
back to the 12th century, forms an integral part of Rabat’s history. This
fortified citadel overlooks the Bouregreg river and the Atlantic Ocean. The
Kasbah showcases stunning examples of Almohad art and architecture of the 12th
century and its strategic location made it a crucial defensive structure for
centuries. The Kasbah houses the Andalusian Gardens within its walls, creating
a unique blend of military architecture and serene greenery.
I stayed at one of the Ocean
viewpoints for over an hour, enjoying the sunset over the Atlantic. The many
breakwaters, built to protect the shore from the battering of the Ocean, got
busier by the hour. It became over cooler closer to sunset and I put on my Katmandu
jacket. The sunset views were astounding. The lighthouse of Rabat emerged from
the surrounding mist of the Ocean and became more focused.
On the way back to the hotel I
walked through the old city market that was shutting shop and picked up a
crispy chicken sandwich for dinner. Back in the accommodation I feasted on the
sandwich and got into the comfortable bed for a well-earned rest.
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