Ruined Moroccan fortress fit for the most lavish of bashes for sale for £5.3 million; it may be “spectacular” but it most certainly doesn’t have Wi-Fi
Billionaires like Morocco. The late Malcolm Forbes (1919 – 1990) lavished the equivalent of £4.1 million today ($5.1 million, €4.7 million or درهم18.7 million today) holding his 70th birthday at his property, Palais Mendoub, there in 1989. Guests – many of whom arrived by Concorde even – numbered Gianni Agnelli, Mario Buatta, Betsy Bloomingdale, King Constantine of Greece, Walter Cronkite, Diane von Furstenberg, Sir James Goldsmith, Calvin Klein, Dr Henry Kissinger, John and Patricia Kluge, Robert and Dr Betty Maxwell, Lucky Roosevelt, Elizabeth Taylor and Barbara Walters and boy did the food and drink flow. Of the fat bash, the New York Social Diary gushed: “It was a party festooning in ballyhoo, in glitter and glamour and illusion, comparable to Truman Capote’s Black and White Ball twenty-three years before in New York.”
Now, someone looking to throw an equivalently extravagant party once lockdown is over (and once they’ve lavished a small fortune renovating it) in Morocco, could acquire a 32,292 square foot space in what agents Kensington Properties call a “high up… striking position overlooking the River Nfis.”
Going further of the £5.3 million ($6.5 million, €6 million or درهم23.8 million) fortress, they add of Kasbah Tagountaft: “[It] is considered one of the most memorable sites of historical significance in Morocco” and was “once the home of the powerful Caid of the Goundafa tribe who vied for control of the Atlas Mountains at the end of the 19th century.”
Whilst little else is described in the marketing material for this “absolutely stunning property, full of potential,” one thing’s for sure: Anyone with a requirement for working Wi-Fi when they arrive on site, need not apply.
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My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare, The lone and level sands stretch far away.
The price is insane – it’s a pile of rocks in the middle of a sand dune.
All it is fit for is the wrecking ball!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Swing baby, SWING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Swing into action and have some fun with this mud pile rock mixup!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Nobody will pay nothing for it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Destroy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Another £5 million and what a palace it could be. I wish I had the money.
Imagine the satisfaction you’d get from restoring this beauty – but imagine also all the work. Someone has got a ten year project to look forward to when they buy this.