Dar Ahlam is not a hotel. It is a house, a pause suspended outside of time, a place where you do not come to sleep, but to dream while awake. Here, no keys, no signs, no menus or schedules. No one leads you to your room. You are left to lose yourself, so as to better find yourself.
Meals, always a surprise, await you where you least expect them: in the vegetable garden, by the pool, in ...