What a horrible place! Greeted by an unfriendly man that announced he was keeping our passports and would give them back the next day. Not what you want to hear on arrival in a new country! Had to argue with him to get them back.
Doorman tried to pick pocket my sons backpack in the lift!
There is a sleazy den downstairs that they try to pass off as a restaurant. It is full of deviate looking men being serenaded by a strange looking male singer. Belly dancing and keesha later in the night. Extremely rude staff.
It is in a very bad area and you are warned not to go out after dark. This area of Cassablanca is also filthy and stinks of urine - puddles of which you have to be careful not to step in!
We used the pacsafe hear and locked all our backs around the bathroom sink. Couldnt wait to leave!More