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Travel Blogs from Marrakech
... we have explored, Africa is a place where the beauty of the natural world overwhelms, catches you in the throat. You enter a transformative space that fosters an awareness of your astonishing insignificance on the planet. There is a touch of melancholy as we jet north. However, we are extremely fortunate, unfairly privileged and immensely grateful to have glimpsed the southern reaches of this magnificent ...
... who, at the age of 62, has never lived anywhere in the world for more than four years. She currently hangs her hammock in Ubud on the island of Bali. Together the three of us go to crammed seafood restaurants and boisterous wine bars. We always order a second bottle. At the Montebello Arts Centre we attend a fundraising dinner in the Garden Lounge. The band plays Miles Davis and Herbie Hancock on the marimbas. Candlelight dances under the trees. We feel the ...
... their neighbours, women will stand and gossip with their friends and old ladies will sit in the sun and watch over it all.
Anyway, stunning cultural observations aside, we were happy to get going to Marrakech. As the bustle of Casablanca slid past us we were amazed at the amount of rubbish lining the tracks, plastic bags everywhere! Casa was not the most glamorous of places - it was a bit dirty and run down, but as a tour guide we met a few days later explained to ...
... people claim this city has.
And so here I am again, as determined as ever. I’m going to erase all the negative impression I’ve had of this city and give it a fresh start. In fact, I’m going to push my "kilometre count" back to zero, so it’ll feel like I’m discovering this city for the first time.
I get off the bus near the train station, and this time follow a new, divided boulevard with an ...
... br> Today, Marrakech:
Our driver kept one eighth of his eye on the road while he fumbled for something he`d dropped near the gas pedal. I began frantically trying to remember the words to Hail Mary and tried to decide whether I wanted to die with my eyes open or closed, as we veered around yet another sharp bend in the High Atlas mountains. Turns out it was the key he`d been searching for and as he shoved it back in the ignition....wtf?!...a blaring ...
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