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"Keep this map as passport, and the best thing you can do in Marrakech - is to get lost!" Off me and Carla strayed towards the markets and the medina square before we shared a ham and olive pizza on the rooftop of a restaurant. I was able to sneak in a few snaps of the square without getting looked at.
The early start had taken it's toll on both of us, so a power nap recharged the batteries before Nadine's arrival when we then checked out the ...
... in total darkness. I suspect that this would have driven most people crazy within a few hours. The palace must have been very impressive in its time. Apparently a subsequent ruler decided to move the seat of power away from Marrakech. He stripped El Badi and used what he stripped to build a new palace in the city of Meknes.
We make our way successfully back to the Riad. We make at least two wrong turns on the way, but manage to ...
... less than 5 minutes and get lost, especially if it’s your first day in Marrakech. But after I’d been in Marrakech for a week and had walked through the souks almost every day, I could navigate them relatively well, and I hardly ever got lost.
The souks sell almost anything, from leather, to wood, to ceramics. And you can buy anything you need there. It might take a while of looking, but eventually, ...
"Right, let's sort the buyers from the spyers, the needy from the greedy and those who trust me from the ones who don't."
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels
Monday 17th June 2013
With just this one last place to see before I rolled back into Europe, I'll confess that my focus had well and truly shifted before I even landed in Morocco. In fact for a while now I've been longing for the day I touch down in Europe. Back in the Maldives I looked ...
... Here comes two white girls walking through into this huge mess of guys. I had to laugh. I found it hysterical that we just couldnt do anything about it, couldnt get away from it. Dust/sand is blowing everywhere, it was like we walked into a cloud and on the other side was the sea of taxis. We finally get back the riad. Aunt Nora had brought a bottle of Sangria from Barcelona and we bought an orange in the plaza and sat on the rooftop and enjoyed the night. What I forgot to ...