For my family, Tangier was intriguing, but annoying. We were getting hussled the entire time and could not let our guard down. It probably didn't help that we were the only blonde people wherever we went. The hotel rooms were clean, spacious, well-stocked, well-decorated and inexpensive in comparison to our European hotels. We couldn't help but want to explore the Kasbah, admire the palaces, and shop. I found the coolest silver jewelry pieces and the best leather purse I've ever owned in Tangier. We had an awesome time being doted on and served mint tea while getting a moroccan rug sales presentation. Moroccan food is different, but good. Everywhere we ate served a different version of a fabulous soup. Moroccan bread, chicken kabobs and couscous were a hit with the kids. Not one of the restaurants we ate at served alcohol. Apparently Moroccan culture doesn't support beer and wine, but most men have no problem smoking hash, including our tour guide and crazy cab driver, which turned out to be high as a kite and hussling us the entire time once we were committed to his private tour. After a few hours, it became apparent that he had a business relationship with different street vendors, restaurants and store owners and was getting a cut from everything we bought. On the surface, he was a great guy and entertaining for the kids, so they had a really good time, but my husband and I wanted to castrate the guy by the end of the day. Only go to Tangier if you want an adventure. It is not a place to relax.