Riad Andalla

I arrived to the Riad with a badly sprained ankle. Then I developed a cold from the guy coughing on me on the train. The staff here have taken care of me like family. They’ve plied me with mint tea for my throat, and have otherwise allowed me to recuperate in a room quietly. I’ve enjoyed the breakfast is in the morning—the ones that I’ve made. The dinners on the rooftop have also been spectacular with a very nice view of the main square. Everything is in within walking distance as far as the square, restaurants, craft sellers. Don’t be alarmed when the taxi drops you off and a cart comes running over and whisks you off with your luggage. Be mindful, they will do it for free, but it is better to tip. The room is appointed so beautifully. There is not a more relaxing or beautiful place to have a cold. Also, as you approach through the narrow alleyways, it will begin to observe the pleasant aroma of Moroccan argon oil because they burn it all the time. It is so soothing. I owe the staff a great thank you. All of the waiters, all of the desk attendants. The inner Karen that is inherent to all Americans was not triggered, even once!