When I first stepped out of Menara airport I was amazed at how still and fragrant the air was. Full of orange blossom and jasmine. I live in London, where the air is 90 per cent exhaust fumes and ten per cent people coughing all over you during the morning commute. So when I went to see the tanneries, the locals kept handing me mint to sniff at to cope with the smell. Smell? What smell? My hardened Londoner nose didn’t bat an eyelid. After doing my laundry every week as a student, together with other students, who don’t do their laundry quite as often; I am prepared to say that even the tanneries smelled amazing. One tip though – wear some sturdy shoes that cover your feet. I didn’t. Instead I ended up having to walk around the Medina with a slightly soggy left shoe.
But the souqs were worth the soggy walk. So many bright and colourful things. The freshest vegetables I have seen in forever, dates, lanterns, colourful corners with mosaic tiling, and not enough time to see all of it.
This post was shot in the Marrakesh Medina and on the grounds of Dar Ayniwen hotel.