Riad Ibn Khaldoun Fes Morocco

Uncover Fes's Hidden Gem: The Royal Riad Ibn Khaldoun!

Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the Moroccan oasis that is the Royal Riad Ibn Khaldoun. Forget those sterile, predictable hotel reviews – this is going to be a messy, honest, and hopefully hilarious account of my stay. Expect tangents, opinions, and maybe a little drool. Let’s do this!

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Getting Started: Arriving, the Thrill (and Slight Panic)

First off, finding this place in the Fes Medina is an adventure in itself. Think of it like a treasure hunt directed by a very enthusiastic toddler. The Medina is a labyrinth of narrow alleyways, donkeys loaded with goods, and the constant call of a street vendor. Finding the Riad initially felt like I was going to die – lost, disoriented, and questioning my life choices. The "airport transfer" (under Getting around) was a godsend, honestly. My driver – a charming chap with a weathered face and a twinkle in his eye – navigated this chaos like a seasoned pilot. He wrestled my luggage through the tangled streets and delivered me safely to the Riad’s unassuming doorway.

Accessibility (The Reality Check)

Okay, let's talk about the elephant in the room: accessibility (Accessibility). The Medina, by its very nature, isn't really wheelchair-friendly. This Riad, like most in the area, is built on tradition, which often means stairs, uneven surfaces, and tight spaces. The entrance door wasn’t the widest, and the pathways were definitely not paved for easy wheeling. While Facilities for disabled guests is listed, I'd take that with a grain of Moroccan salt and do some MAJOR research and ask A LOT of questions if you have serious mobility concerns. The Elevator thankfully does make a difference, but this isn’t a gleaming, modern hotel; it’s a beautiful, traditional Riad.

Unpacking the Good Stuff: The Riad Itself

Once inside, though… BAM! The moment you step through the unassuming door, you are transported. The Riad is gorgeous. Seriously, Instagram-worthy gorgeous (though Room decorations are a bit much).

The Rooms (Available in all rooms, and a lot more): My room was divine (Non-smoking was a huge plus). Air conditioning was essential (it's hot in Fes, folks). Free Wi-Fi (under Available in all rooms and Internet access – wireless) worked perfectly, which was crucial for staying connected (and occasionally obsessing over travel blogs). Bathtrobes were a nice touch, and I'm not going to lie, I spent hours in my slippers and my Bathrobes. I appreciated my seating area and desk and Laptop workspace but mostly the refrigerator holding cold water. The water bottles are free and I felt free of being dehydrated. The bed was comfortable, the linens were soft, and everything was spotlessly clean. The Blackout curtains helped me overcome jetlag beautifully. And, yes, everything was Soundproof, so I wasn't losing any sleep to the honking outside.
Cleanliness & Safety (Because COVID, Sadly): Okay, it felt Safe Dining Setup was definitely in place. Staff trained in safety protocol. I was happy to see the Hand sanitizer everywhere, and Professional-grade sanitizing services seemed to be happening constantly. Rooms sanitized between stays. I felt secure knowing they were doing everything they could to keep guests safe.
The Courtyard: The centerpiece of the Riad is the inner courtyard, a serene oasis with a stunning Pool with view (Swimming pool [outdoor]) on the rooftop. This is where the REAL magic happens. It's where you sit, sip mint tea (Complimentary tea - and Coffee/tea maker), and forget you're in the middle of a bustling city.
Internet & Tech: I was delighted that the Internet (Internet Access - Wireless Wi-Fi [free]) was reliable. I could even get a connection strong enough to have a video call with my family, which was great. I never used the Internet [LAN].

Food, Glorious Food (and My Waistline’s Demise)

Let's talk about food. This is where the Riad really shines. Honestly, I think I gained five pounds just thinking about the food.

Breakfast (Dining, drinking, and snacking): Breakfast [buffet] was a delightful spread of fresh pastries, olives, cheeses, yogurt, fruit, and (of course) strong coffee. They had Asian breakfast which was an interesting option. Even when I just wanted a quick bite, the Breakfast takeaway service really came in handy.
Lunch & Dinner: The Restaurants offer a good selection of traditional Moroccan dishes, and the presentation is beautiful. Everything tasted amazing, although I had to be careful how much I ate – those tagines are deceptively filling! They offer a good Salad in restaurant, and the staff are very willing to accommodate any dietary requests.
Snacks & Drinks: The Poolside bar is a great spot for a pre-dinner drink, and they have a decent Bar. The Bottle of water was very welcome.

Spa & Relaxation (My Happy Place)

Alright, time to unwind! The Spa is a sanctuary, a place to leave your worries at the door.

Massage: I indulged in a traditional Moroccan massage, and it was heavenly. Foot bath was a nice start to the treatment, and the masseuse was skilled and professional. I think I actually fell asleep at one point!
Wellness options: Sauna, Spa/sauna, Steamroom, Body scrub, all the works.
Fitness Center & Gym/fitness: I didn't use the Fitness center or Gym/fitness – I was on vacation, darn it! But they were available, which is great for anyone who's feeling extra.

Services & Conveniences (The Little Things That Matter)

Service: The staff were fantastic. Incredibly helpful and friendly, always eager to assist. The Concierge was particularly helpful, arranging tours and offering recommendations. Daily housekeeping kept my room spotless.
Extras: The Currency exchange was handy, and the Luggage storage was useful on my last day.
Safety & Security: I always felt safe, thanks to the Front desk [24-hour], Security [24-hour], and CCTV in common areas.

The Downsides (Because Nothing’s Perfect)

The Noise: Being in the Medina means you can’t escape all the noise. Even with soundproofing, you'll still hear the occasional call to prayer, the hustle and bustle of the streets. It’s part of the charm, but it's definitely not for light sleepers.
Negotiating: Be prepared to negotiate prices for everything outside the Riad. The shopkeepers in the Medina are masters of the hard sell.

For the Kiddos:

I didn't have any kids traveling with me, but the Riad seems pretty Family/child friendly.

Getting Around (Aside from that initial panic)

Airport Transfer: As mentioned before, a MUST!
Taxis: Taxis are readily available, but agree on the price before you get in.

Overall Verdict: Highly Recommended (with Caveats)

Would I stay at the Royal Riad Ibn Khaldoun again? Absolutely! It's a beautiful, charming, and well-run Riad in the heart of a fascinating city. However, if you have significant mobility issues, I’d advise you to contact the Riad directly to inquire about specifics and consider alternatives.

My Rating: 4.5 out of 5 stars. Deducting half a star for the accessibility limitations.

Final Thoughts: Fes is an experience. The Royal Riad Ibn Khaldoun is an excellent place to rest and recharge after a day of navigating its energetic chaos. Enjoy the food. Enjoy the spa. But most of all, expect the unexpected, embrace the adventure, and don't be afraid to get lost (just maybe have a map!).

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Riad Ibn Khaldoun Fes Morocco

Okay, buckle up buttercup, because this isn't your average "polished itinerary." This is…well, this is me, possibly unraveling a bit, while trying to navigate the chaotic beauty of Riad Ibn Khaldoun in Fes. Prepare for a bumpy ride, filled with more tagine than you can shake a stick at, and potentially, a breakdown or two. Let's do this…

Riad Ibn Khaldoun: Fes, Morocco - The Great Adventure (May Contain Spontaneous Meltdowns and Questionable Life Choices)

Day 1: Arrival, Sensory Overload, and a Prayer to the Gods of Wi-Fi

Morning (God, is it morning already?): Landed in Fes-Saïs Airport. Already sweating. Okay, maybe it's the pre-flight anxiety. Either way, the Moroccan heat hits you like a brick wall. Finding the Riad Ibn Khaldoun was a mini-adventure in itself. The driver, a lovely chap named Omar (or maybe it was Mohammed? My brain's still fuzzy), got us to the edge of the medina. Then came the real adventure. That twisting, turning alley labyrinth! Think Indiana Jones meets a particularly enthusiastic game of hide-and-seek. Seriously, how do people live like this? It's beautiful, but I swear I almost tripped over a donkey. Twice.
Afternoon (Tagine Panic!): Finally, finally, we found it. Riad Ibn Khaldoun. And wow. It felt like stepping into a fairy tale. The courtyard… the tiles… the intricate carvings… Okay, okay, I’m getting ahead of myself. First, the check-in. The charming, overly polite owner offered mint tea (which, after enduring the journey, was a GODSEND) and a smile that seemed to say, "You look like you need it." He was right. Then, the room. Gorgeous. Seriously, the photos don't even do it justice. A little terrace overlooked the bustling streets, and I instantly had to try to connect to the Wi-Fi. Then came the REAL torture: finding the Wi-Fi. Finally succeded and was able to keep in touch with life with a little bit of Facebook.
Evening (Medina Mayhem and the Quest for Food): After a quick power nap (necessary after the stress-induced coma), we ventured out. Armed with a completely useless map (seriously, it's like trying to navigate a bowl of spaghetti), we plunged into the souk. The smells! The sounds! The people! It's a sensory overload of epic proportions. This place is a masterpiece of controlled chaos. I swear, I saw a donkey cart carrying a mountain of dates, narrowly missing a bicycle carrying a stack of tagines. The food stalls… oh, the food stalls. We ended up getting the most delicious couscous I've ever tasted, at a small hole-in-the-wall place, but not without the usual haggling. I'm convinced I got ripped off a bit, but honestly, I was too overwhelmed to argue. Later, after exploring the neighborhood, we ended up in a nice restaurant, but the taste of couscous was unbeatable.
Night (Drowning in Fabric and Wonder): After a nice meal, with a little bit of sugar in the blood, we went looking for some fabrics. The textiles are stunning. Colors I didn't even know existed. I ended up buying a scarf that I swear I'll wear, even though I rarely wear scarves. I'm pretty sure I got fleeced again. I'm starting to think I have a "sucker" painted on my forehead. Anyway, back to the Riad. Sitting on my terrace, sipping mint tea, listening to the evening call to prayer… Actually feeling pretty damn lucky.

Day 2: Dye Factories, Leather Tanning, and Questions

Morning (A Visit to the Dye Pits - Smell-o-rama!): Okay, so the dye factories. The tanneries. The things you smell before you see them. It's a pungent, overwhelming, slightly nauseating experience. But… also incredibly fascinating. I watched the workers, wading in vats full of colorful dyes, like a scene from Dante's Inferno, only with a distinct smell of, well, you can imagine. The guide (obligatory, because you cannot find them on your own) was surprisingly knowledgeable. The leather… oh, the leather. I found a beautiful leather bag. (I think I got a good price this time, or so I thought!).
Afternoon (Tagine, Again!): Lunch at a restaurant overlooking the tanneries – more tagine! Starting to think I might become a tagine myself soon. It was worth it though, as usual, despite the slight stomach irritation. The problem is that there are not enough bathrooms in this old city, and you need to get in quick.
Evening (A Failed Attempt at Haggling and a Moment's Clarity): More wandering. More souks. More tempting souvenirs. Attempted to haggle for a rug. Epic fail. The shopkeeper was a master of the game. Admitted defeat (and spent an embarrassing amount of money). The evening called for a little bit of soul searching. How can you navigate the chaos of a foreign land and not feel you're spending too much money? The only answer: accept it.
Night (The rooftop, the stars, and some deep thoughts): I walked out on the rooftop, and sat down, looking up at the sky. The beauty of the city, the warmth of the people. But the beauty is in the chaos, the joy is in the unknown, and the magic, the magic is in the moments when you don't know what will come next, whether you are in a foreign land or not.

Day 3: Cooking Class Calamity and the Art of Surrender

Morning (Cooking Class Chaos): Today's big event: a cooking class. I love to cook, I thought, how hard can it be? Turns out, very hard if you're trying to learn how to make authentic Moroccan tagine with a group of people and a language barrier. The recipe seemed simple enough. I think… I think everyone around me was a better cook, but somehow, we all did it. My tagine probably tasted like a culinary catastrophe. It was hilarious.
Afternoon (Hammam Harmony… or Not?): Everyone raved about the Hammam. A traditional Moroccan bath. I thought, “Why not?” Let's just say, I'm not sure I'm cut out for the full Moroccan Hammam experience. It involved a lot of scrubbing. A lot of scrubbing. I left feeling clean, yes, but also like I’d been run over by a particularly enthusiastic steamroller.
Evening (Farewell Dinner): The final dinner at a beautiful restaurant with live music. This time, I knew exactly what to order. Tagine. After eating the meal, I felt a weird mix of sadness and relief. Sad to leave this magical place, relieved that I've survived the chaos.

Overall Assessment:

Riad Ibn Khaldoun: Absolutely stunning. The staff were lovely, the location was perfect (once you figured out how to get there).
Fes: A rollercoaster of emotions, smells, and experiences. Prepare to be overwhelmed, enchanted, frustrated, and utterly, utterly captivated.
Me: Still here. Slightly battered, potentially broke, but definitely with a story to tell. And a whole lot of tagine stains on my favorite (and possibly overpriced) scarf. Would I do it again? In a heartbeat. Bring on the chaos.

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Uncover Fes's Hidden Gem: The Royal Riad Ibn Khaldoun - FAQs (with a hefty dose of my opinions!)

Okay, so, Royal Riad Ibn Khaldoun... is it really all that? Or just another Instagram trap?

Alright, let's be real. I went in with the same cynicism you probably have. "Royal" anything in the medina? Alarm bells! But... *deep inhale* It's... pretty damn good. Listen, yes, there are the obligatory Instagram-worthy shots (seriously, the courtyard is begging for a filter), but it's more than just surface-level beauty. It legitimately feels like stepping back in time, but with, you know, functioning plumbing. My cynical heart softened slightly.

What's the actual vibe of the place? Describe it – like, really describe it!

Okay, picture this: You stumble through the chaotic medina (which, let's be honest, is half the fun, and the other half is wanting to hide in a dark corner), and then BAM! You're through the unassuming door, and it's a different world. It’s quiet. Almost eerily so at first. Then the courtyard hits ya – a fountain bubbling, intricate mosaics everywhere, that *smell* – oh, the smell! The spices and the faint whiff of orange blossom. It's like a hug after a long, dusty walk. That said, the "royal" part? Gets a little…heavy. They clearly want you to feel like a king (or queen). Personally, I’m more of a "slightly privileged traveler who appreciates a good shower" kind of queen, but hey, the effort is there. And the staff? They're genuinely lovely. Except for the ONE guy who kept eyeing my (rather stained) backpack. I swear, he thought I’d smuggled a donkey in. (I didn't. Although, it's tempting, sometimes.)

The rooms! Give me the lowdown on the rooms. Are they actually nice?

The rooms... they're charming. Truly. I stayed in one with a little balcony overlooking the courtyard. (Which, by the way, is prime people-watching territory. Don't judge.) The decor is traditional, which I dig. Think: massive, ornate wooden doors, intricately carved headboards, and plush, comfy beds (thank the heavens!). Now, the *imperfections* (because, let's be honest, nothing's perfect, especially not my travel planning): My bathroom was… a little on the small side. Tiny, actually. And the shower pressure was… well, let's just say I've had more forceful garden hoses. But hey, the hot water *did* work, and the tiles were beautiful, so I couldn't complain *too* much. Plus, they left fresh fruit in the room every day! That's a win in my book. Actually, the fruit was exceptional. I had a fig so ripe I could have practically wept with joy. (Okay, I might have teared up a little.)

FOOD! Tell me about the food. Is it worth the hype?

Oh, the food. *Drools slightly* Okay, the breakfast is included and… AMAZING. Think: freshly baked bread, fruit, yogurt, various dips and preserves, eggs cooked to order… and, of course, mint tea. Endless mint tea. I became addicted. Seriously, I think I drank a gallon a day. I might have even considered smuggling some out with me. Dinner... is where it gets interesting. You *can* eat at the Riad, and honestly, you should. It's fantastic. They do these set menus, and everything is prepared with such care. I had a tagine that… oh god. I’m getting hungry just thinking about it. The lamb was melt-in-your-mouth tender, the spices were perfectly balanced, and I almost licked the plate clean. Almost. (Class, people! Class.) It's not cheap, mind you, but it's WORTH it. Just be prepared to loosen your belt a notch or two. Or three.

Location, location, location! How's the Riad's position in the medina? Does it mean you get lost a lot?

It's *in* the medina, which is both a blessing and a curse. A blessing because you're right in the heart of things, close to all the action, the souks, the history, the… well, the controlled chaos. A curse because... it's the medina. Getting there the first time? A trial. You'll swear you're lost. You probably *are* lost. Embrace it! Ask for help (locals are generally friendly, although some might try to earn a few dirhams). The Riad can arrange a porter to help with your luggage. Highly recommended, unless you fancy a workout hauling your suitcase over cobblestones and dodging donkeys. I did, in fact, get lost. More than once. My sense of direction is… questionable, at best. But honestly? Getting lost in Fes is part of the charm. Eventually, you learn the landmarks and the twists and turns. And even if you don’t, it's all part of the adventure. Just remember to have plenty of water and maybe a small bribe (a single, shiny coin should do it) for any helpful children acting as impromptu guides.

Okay, so, are there any downsides? Be honest!

Alright, the honest truth? Yes. Let's get this out of the way:

Noise: The medina wakes up early. Like, *really* early. You'll hear the call to prayer (which is beautiful, eventually) and the general hustle and bustle. Light sleepers, bring earplugs!
Getting There: As mentioned before, finding the place is a labyrinthine challenge. Be prepared to sweat (literally, and figuratively).
Cost: It's not *terribly* expensive, but it's not budget-friendly either. It's an investment in comfort, beauty, and a good night's sleep (eventually).
"Royal" Factor: It can feel a bit… stuffy at times. If you're not used to being fussed over, it can feel a bit awkward. (See: the backpack guy.)

Do you think it's kid-friendly?

Hmm, that's a tricky one. On the one hand, the courtyard is beautiful, the food is generally kid-friendly (with a slight spice kick, depending on the dish), and the staff are lovely. On the other hand, it's a Riad, which means it’s got narrow corridors, lots of stairs (hello, clumsy kid!), and a generally formal atmosphere. Plus, the medUnbelievable Horstman House: Whistler's Premier Luxury Escape!