Morocco was always on my bucket list, but when I came across a photo of this decadent hostel (with a pool, hello) I just knew I had to go. That’s how much I love a good hostel. So, I enlisted my Euro travel buddy and after a short visit to her family in Spain we hopped on a plane to Marrakech. We paid a whopping $12 for a our flight. So…ya know, that was a stretch of the pocket book.

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