Morocco, one of my favourite travel destinations, is fast becoming a popular trip for weekends and longer. A country with a hugely varied topography and a fascinating culture, there are so many unmissable experiences in Morocco; but one thing that I would highly recommend is a traditional hammam experience. Finding…
After I first visited Marrakech in March last year, I did a post about the three main options when it comes to hotels in the Red City; a riad in the Medina, a luxury hotel in the Nouvelle Ville, or a resort complex in La Palmerie outside of the city.…
For our final day in Morocco, we took a taxi into Marrakech from our hotel in the La Palmerie (around Dh180) to revisit the city centre. Dodging snake charmers and henna artists in the Djemma el Fna like pros, we plunged into the souqs for one last shopping frenzy. Even…
My first ever hammam experience, at the gorgeous Ryad Mogador Menara…
Our last day in Marrakech was cooler and a little overcast, which was welcome as we were still feeling a little overheated from the day before (see my previous post about the Cascades d’Ouzoud). We left our riad around half eleven and headed straight down the Rue el Gza to…
We decided to take the second day easy, after the stress of the day before. After a late breakfast we walked to the Nouvelle Ville of Marrakech, where we spent the day. The wider roads have the unexpected effect of making the traffic seem more intense; four lanes of cars,…
When the pink and terracotta walls of the red city start to overheat your senses, visit the Majorelle Gardens to reinvigorate yourself. With its cooling colour palette, green pools and shaded walkways, this is the perfect place to chill-out in Marrakech. The idea of visiting a garden may sound a…
In general, the first afternoon wasn’t our best in Morocco. After an incredible morning of discovery we wanted to keep going, and packed so much into the day that it all became a tad overwhelming. It started out great. After grabbing a light lunch of pastries from a shop near…
Lately I’ve been missing Moroccan breakfasts, which are essentially my perfect meal. On the first morning, we sat at mosaic-tiled patio furniture in the peaceful courtyard of our Riad, and stuffed our faces with freshly squeezed orange juice, sweet mint tea, and a selection of breads and cakes. Moroccan bread, which…
Pink, dusty, and loud. That’s how I’d summarise Marrakech, a city which bewitched and exasperated me in equal measure. It was beautiful, it was chaotic, it was frequently frustrating… it intoxicated me. Our arrival in Marrakech was like a beautiful, surreal nightmare. We touched down just after sunset, and immediately…
