Dominic organised everything superbly!
Great service from Karl, thank you.
Always brilliant. Gino and his team are ace!
As always, excellent service from knowledgeable staff.
I have used DialAFlight many times and they have always found me flights that fit my requirements. Excellent service.
Fantastic holiday and fantastic booking experience. Keep up the good work.
Raj did a top job once again.
Very happy with the service
Ashton and Troy couldn't have been more helpful.
A personal thanks to Dale for working out a perfect itinerary
Very helpful. Good to have personal contact
Just want to thank Jay, for organising everything and being so attentive and always ready to help. This company exceeded all requirements.
Andrew was very helpful as always
Accommodation was top notch in both central Marrakech and the Atlas mountains. Transfers all went smoothly. A no worry holiday
Many thanks to Otis for your help
Issues arose, but adequately managed by Sean
We were pleasantly surprised to learn that the Mazagan Beach hotel does offer complimentary courtesy bus to Casablanca airport. Very useful since this would be a one hour taxi fare
Perfect service from Vincent, booked a whole package literally 2 days before flying and he sorted every detail out! Super happy and will definitely book via DialAFlight again next time!
Always deal with Oscar but if he is not in the office everyone could not be more helpful. Excellent service - always.
Highly recommend Adam Siu, goes above and beyond!
Very pleasant staff to talk to over the phone
Very quick, professional and better price than the rest
Fantastic trip and well organised from Stuart. I could not be more satisfied.
Excellent customer service and help when we needed to get back home earlier than expected.
Excellent service with help deciding on where to book. Great information on the location which made the holiday so much easier. Highly recommended and will use you again and again
Marco and team, as always, gave a professional personal service at all times. Awesome!
Thank you for making our trip to Morocco a perfect holiday.
RAM fleeced me for 55€ at the airport for my surfboards even though I presented them with their baggage FAQ page that said 15kg of sporting equipment above and beyond checked baggage. They used everything in their book to extract this from me and I will be forearmed in future. They always let you go with surfboards for free but not return.
Excellent as ever!
Our guide was enthusiastic to show us Marrakech's historic sites.
At first, he did so, starting with a visit to the glorious Ali Ben Youssef Madrasa, known for its Islamic art of calligraphy and decoration. But soon, all pretence at sightseeing was cast aside as he led his clients from one friend's shop to another's.
EMBRACING THE BUZZ
This was our first lesson for enjoying Marrakech. It is a maelstrom of market forces and everyone wants a piece of the tourist action. That's what gives it a vitality like nowhere else on earth - and the trick is to embrace all this hustle and bustle and enjoy the experience.
Scooters buzz pedestrians, pedestrians shout back; the muezzin calls the faithful to prayer; street food vendors press their offerings on the hungry.
From all directions, crowds funnel into the passageways of the souks, selling every sort of trinket, carpet, basket, clothes, leather work, spices and metalwork as their shopkeepers stand by, ever vigilant for a new customer. Westfield it isn't.
A PLACE TO RELAX
And here is the second lesson. You need a lovely hotel as a relaxing retreat from the excitement of the city. Ours was initially not easy to find. On arrival, we drove through the rose-red city walls and slowed to a crawl. We were in the medina – the heart of old Marrakech.
Where was our hotel? Suddenly, out of the hubbub, a khaki-uniformed doorman appeared and ushered us down a narrow passageway, though a carved wooden door and into the cool of La Sultana Marrakech.
Only three-and-a-half hours earlier, we'd been in London. Now, we were enjoying a welcoming glass of almond milk on the hotel's roof garden, looking out in one direction to the peaks of the Atlas Mountains and in another to the minarets of the old city.
Below us were the 17th century tombs of the city's one-time ruling family and, on a nearby telegraph pole, a couple of storks nested in the sun.
Soon, we left the tranquillity of the hotel to attempt some bartering in the souk.
LEARNING TO BARTER
Despite my wife's best efforts, we never really picked up the art of bargaining. We found it a tricky sport. Instead, we went to a fixed-price supermarket and emerged with an assortment of slippers, lamps, baskets and plates.
Then we headed for Jemaa el-Fnaa, the largest square in Africa and certainly one of the most extraordinary public spaces in the world.
By the end of the weekend, we had seen most of the sights Marrakech has to offer, including Yves St Laurent's Majorelle Garden, which houses an enormous collection of cacti.
MIXING OLD AND NEW
So we decided to take a last look at the city with a horse and carriage. Our hotel doorman explained to the driver that we wanted a one-hour tour, combining something of the old city with a glimpse of the new.
This provided an opportunity for a third lesson. Instructions to the driver of a horse and carriage in Marrakech need to be extremely specific. An hour after we'd left the hotel he was keen to drop us at the already visited Majorelle Garden, where he stopped his barouche.
After we persuaded him to drive on our one-hour tour became two hours, as we meandered through the suburbs and even took in the city's ring road. But as least we saw more of Marrakech than we had bargained for!
We knew by now that the required mantra in Marrakech is 'go with it'. And have fun while you're doing it.
In La Sultana the mood was wonderfully relaxed - and it seemed the right time to join a cookery class.
COOKING LIKE A LOCAL
We were taught how to make the Moroccan speciality, tagine - a slow-cooked stew featuring spices, nuts and dried fruits. It takes its name from the earthenware pot in which it's cooked.
We thoroughly learned the lesson that Marrakech is so gloriously in your face that the perfect plan is to revel in the chaos - and stay somewhere that's perfect to simply switch off.