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... to make my arms move rapidly, certainly shocked me in more ways than one!! Sean was made to touch the taps from there onwards!
After breakfast we headed in yet another direction, this time towards the Museum of Marrakech which used to be the Dar Menebhi Palace, built at the end of the 19th century. Whilst it didn't have a huge collection of collectables nor have any really dates or information, well that we could work out anyway! The building itself was fascinating. ...
... with our lovely roof top breakfast, freshly squeezed orange juice, sfenj ( Morrocan doughnuts), local pastries, which included the Harcha (semolina bread) homemade banana jam, quince jam and fruit, very tasty. After some tips from Noel the owner we took a different turn through the medina which ended up at the Bahia Palace, this was constructed in the 1800's but was overtaken in the early 1900's and never was re occupied, parts of the palace are still used ...
... my leadership skills are put to the test. If I were alone, I'd climb down the cliff. But there's 10 of us, and the risk of someone getting hurt is pretty high.
Suddenly I have flashbacks of when I was 13 years old, hiking with Pablo in the mountains of central Mexico. My pet crow flow down to the bottom of a canyon, and I suggested that we look for a way down to follow it. Pablo went first... fell down the cliff, breaking his arm, nose and both his pelvis ...
... to ask a girl to dance it was great. then fridayu we had graduation so the kids get a diploma and they left by 2. so in the qfternoon me and anothe rguy went down to the convinience store and had some beers (its the only bar in town° we met some french lady who had clearly had to much to drink but thats okay she was nice, talked about how she likedthe beers in cananda. we went for dinner wt the one restarant in town that night it was ...
Marrakech is love at first sight, sound, smell and smile. I am not sure what my expectations and preconceptions of Morocco actually were. Maybe a bit of Egypt. Maybe a bit of Africa. Definitely a bit of red dust and dirt. The sobriquet "oh, and the people are so friendly" is tossed around fairly loosely, most notably in countries where they are merely taking the time to smile while they relieve you of your wallet and your camera, ...