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... We had a spot of lunch in Djemaa El-Fna and then walked down to the Bahia Palace, getting seriously lost this time - still, all part of the rich tapestry of Marrakech ( plus nowhere is very far from anywhere else inside the Medina walls ). The Palace was empty of ornaments and furniture but full of a German tour group, even so we were able to admire the ornate ceilings and make use of the conveniences !
On leaving the Palace ...
... a country where alcohol is not easily found (no drinks on this entire trip). And I have not found a cafe with a woman sitting alone - in fact I can only remember 2-3 times I saw a woman sitting at all (always with her husband). Only the men go out. So I don't find it comfortable. Of course it probably doesn't help that it's been quite chilly every day - I packed for ...
... H&M clothing). But we headed to the famous medina and after a short tour of the palace of the last Sultan (and his 4 official wives and 28 unofficial wives) and a museum which could be thoroughly viewed in under 15 minutes, we were let loose on the souks. We saw snake charmers, monkey dancers, sellers of all kinds of Moroccan goods (some nice, some very trinkety). We are all getting better at bargaining but it's still uncomfortable. It's hard not to buy when you are ...
... that at all. There was no aggression from the store holders, if we showed interest they encouraged us as would any decent sales person, they were polite and obliging. We managed to work our way through the souks and up through the local residential area before getting a taxi to the shopping centre. We enjoyed the relief of the air conditioning for an hour or two before returning to the big square and taking one last stroll through the souks before ...
... every now and then and joined in dancing with us as well. I'm sure the French couple downstairs was complaining about poor service, because we were getting all of it. We even got to experience what I think was a sort of Moroccan freestyle session, consisting of us standing in a circle, shouting something that sounded like "I broke my leg!" while the smallest of the musicians danced in the center and said random lines in Arabic. I resisted the urge to ...