Time travel, Maghreb country Morocco!

If I could go back in history and reach for the authentic traditional past of Turkey, where I live in, I could see suitcases carried by cart, rides in horse-drawn carriages, transport and transportation by camel and donkey, small retail shops and crafts with vaguely handwritten signboard. Here, Morocco can make you feel a few centuries of experience as a country. I regret to say that even though they seem poor and primitive, far from a humanist approach with their love of serving, they are so friendly and show respect and interest to the Turkish people who came from Turkey. I guess everyone knows two words of Turkish.
At first I was biased and went totally crazy to see the Sahara Desert, but it didn't turn out that way. As it is known, its architecture is magnificent, yes, but it does not end there. Children and women are valuable, like some other Muslim nations, women and children are definitely not secondary and their men are hardworking. Speaking of Islam, I was very surprised that the minarets of the mosques are angular, and I also felt that the central prayer of the prayer was something I missed. I don't remember how many different interpretations I listened to the adhan, they were all very nice.
This place has been very good for my mind, who loves the past and admires the old times.
As for what we do,
On the first day, we went to a few places to see outside of noon and took a tour by carriage. The city's architecture has adapted to classical Moroccan architecture, even hotels or other private businesses. I can say that there is not a single building that spoils the atmosphere.
On the second day, we went on a tour of the Atlas Mountains and visited the village of Ben Haddou, where Hollywood movies were shot. In the Game of Thrones castle, some of the famous scenes where the character Khaleesi frees the slaves whose dragons he saves were shot here. There are 5 families living in the castle. We were guests at the house of one of the families who lived in their simplest and most primitive form without electricity, and they offered us various aniseed cookies and mint teas. After that, we came to the rose valley and stayed at the hotel for the night. Afterwards, we went to Toudra valley in the morning and entered the settlement area, which is the first town of that region and where the nomads lived, through the back door like the locals. Children wave so warmly when they see tourists that I want to hug them. The towns in those regions are as if they were built inside the castle, so they made an entrance to the region. We went to a rug weaving workshop through narrow streets and listened to the story of the efforts of nomadic women in that region to educate their children. Then we set off for desert camp. We came to one of the desert side hotels where we would ride camels. We rode the camels of the hotel for 3 hours to the area where the Moroccan style tents are located, where we will camp at night. We had muscle pain in our legs after sports, when we landed, and then we had fun at night by playing and singing local music under the stars, accompanied by a fire and dinner. By the way, there are dozens of shops and agencies that do Desert Safari tours in the side streets of the Old Medina.
I can say that it is a unique experience for everything I have experienced so far in one breath. The color of the desert and the red sand were so enormous that I think I can understand why the little prince came to the Sahara Desert.
On the last day of our trip, we traveled all day with a 14-hour journey, crossing the Atlas Mountains and returning to Marrakech.
We were actually feeling very tired but still…
Having dreamed of swimming in the ocean for years, we got up early the next day and went to the train station and headed for Casablanca. The train was very comfortable and clean compared to the income situation of the city. After a two and a half hour journey, we got off from Casablanca Casa Voyage train station and started to look around. Although our purpose of coming here was not to see something, we only had 6-7 hours left for us. We found someone who spoke English and started asking. He introduced us to Yunus, the tourist taxi driver standing at the exit of the station. Yunus took us on a tour of all the places to visit in Casablanca for a total of 30 euros, and took our photos and left us at one of the public beaches on the coast, which they call "Corniche". The water was so cold and shallow that I had no desire to swim. Since the weather was cloudy and windy that day, it did not taste at all. Still, it was wonderful to lie on the sand of the beach and watch the ocean and listen to the waves.
After spending time there for a while, we remembered that we hadn't had a good meal for days and threw ourselves into the Mall. Since this place is a bit more cosmopolitan and more decent than Marrakech, we thought that we would find food from world cuisine more easily, so we ran to the food court. Because we tried all the traditional dishes of Moroccan cuisine for days and unfortunately it was against our own taste. Of course, there was some trouble when we expressed our opinion about the food. For example, when they mixed couscous, a meal made of semolina, and a meal they ate as rice, mixed with plums and boiled eggs, I was full without eating.
Even though spice has an intense effect in Turkish culture, there is a chicken skewer called Brusshetta, we thought we should try it.
All the spices that a chicken shouldn't have had, was bad. They cook every dish too spicy and sweet.
We gave the most famous dish Taji a chance because every place we go has these three dishes; meat tajine, egg tajine, chicken tajine… I think it was our most unpleasant gastro experience, and if you ask my opinion, I had the bottom of my taste in food. They have a different casserole with a funnel-like top. Tajine is “stew” in their language, but they put so much spice in it and cook it without oil with weirdly dried fruits that makes it taste worse.