Moroccan Hijinx
We rented this place a few years ago www.moroccovilla.co.uk/ : on screen it looked great, but within an hour of getting there (no electricity, "wet shouts" for showers (alt freezing cold (lots) then scalding (dribble)), warm beers, it was clear we'd been sized up.

The place slept 10 but we'd had last minute drop outs so we were only 4, myself and a 'hareem' of three women, one was my girlf now wife. Within thre hours, half the neighbouring Berber village (one of them was the 'caretaker') had moved into the spare rooms, complete with babies, cooking pots, grandparents and surly intimidating stares.
It was cold and the only entertainment we could muster was tortoise racing.
We had a knock on our door and another hapless fool who owned a villa 1k away, in the tundra, had invited us for New Years Eve celebrations -Great, you're on, things are looking up....

Got there.. £30 on the door. Eh? You invited us! Paid up as the area was mostly dry and they had booze, and prodigious amounts of food. That would have been fine except we'd just dropped, and were totally nil by mouth. Pushed moderately edible variations on a tagine theme (cold, sloppy, flavourless) around our plates, then, the finale - music and dancing!
Unfortunately, it was dreadful, more like shoe boxes with rubber bands across, pots and pans etc. On closer examination, the musicians looked familiar.. yep, they were the same Berber villagers who were sleeping in our spare rooms! To top it all, they asked for contributions for their musical prowess, cap in hand...
(Countryslicker, Fri 16 Feb 2007, 16:02, Reply)