I was there last weekend with Helen. We stayed in a riad belonging to Annabella and her husband Yussef, and met her mum into the bargain! Whilst it was a realxing weekend, Marrrakech certainly does assault the senses. The noise, the smells, the people - everything is so unlike England (or the Czech Republic now you mention it). After being shown the way through the souk to the main square on the first morning by Annabella, we were on our own. We very bravely wandered the narrow streets without getting too lost, managed to take a taxi, and had a carriage ride. I'll let the photo's speak for me
|My room at the riad|
You can buy anything from olives
to a boy with a chameleon on his head
You can barter
Although you know you've not done very well when you see something cheaper in the shop at the airport!
And quite a lot of time was spent sitting in cafes, watching the world go around and drinking mint tea
But you have to take a break from time to time!
I had a great weekend, thanks to Annabella for giving us the low-down on a busy city, and of course to Helen for being such great company.