There are two things I truly wanted to experience whilst in Morocco...participating in a belly dancing class and going to a hammam (think spa- Moroccan-style). Well, one out of two isn't bad, right? Maybe there is just too much belly in my dancing and Morocco wasn't ready for all of that :) but the hammam in Rabat was ready. It is fair to say that with any new experience in a foreign country where I do not speak their language and they do not speak any of the 3 1/2 I know, I enter an experience with a little bit of trepidation. I admit it. I do not like surprises. Thank goodness for Sara. Sara is my friend who moved to Rabat with her husband Christopher and children. They are the reason Mom and I are in Morocco...to visit with them. Sara has been to the hammam before and this is where we find ourselves on a sunny Wednesday in Rabat. The hammam looks harmless enough. A sports fitness center on one side of the building and what looks like an entrance to a spa on the other side. S...
....where taking the road less traveled IS the goal. The around-the-world travel experiences of Mom Estelle and daughter Estelle...yes, the two Estelles :)