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Around Marrakech

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Around Marrakech
After a lovely breakfast we are out and about. The first priority is the Majorelle Gardens. To get here, we get lost a couple of times then head out along the correct street. (Tip – just because the map shows a square going from one street to another , it does not mean you can exit after walking right across). We get out Bab XXXXX where the streets smell strongly of urine and walk for 15 minutes to the Gardens. These are an absolute respite from all the noise, traffic, hassles and chaos outside – as long as you can get rid of all the tourists! The gardens have some great calming fountains and ponds, and the mixture of succulents and more standard plants is well handled.
In the Majorelle Gardens

In the Majorelle Gardens

Majorelle fountain

Majorelle fountain

The form of the ponds is the only formal shape to the gardens, with the paths all wandering freely. All the plantings have a minimal amount of colour in restrained flowers and fruit, which allows the vibrant coloured background that Majorelle used to work so well. It is very relaxing to just sit back and take the peace knowing what is out there.
Majorelle garden

Majorelle garden

Majorelle succulent

Majorelle succulent

Majorelle blue

Majorelle blue


It couldn’t last forever, so we walk off to get tickets for Essaouira. Decide we are peckish on the way and drop into a local market and see a stall where a bloke is cooking omelettes. We ask for one with cheese, gets lost in the translation as 5 fried eggs with 3 slices of plastic cheese on top. Sounds bad? Tasted great eaten in the hand with a bread roll as served with everything here.
One for Kelly

One for Kelly


On to the Supratours office to get tickets for tomorrow – we get the last 3 on the bus we want. Catch one of the local buses back into the medina to spend the next 2 hours wandering the souks. The stall holders are really insistent and grab at you and stand in the way. If L is off by herself, they can get very persistent in questioning and refusing to let her pass. We then wander further out into some of the alleys where the craftsmen actually make the goods which is much more interesting and you get much less agro. Also out on Rue Moussanine? the shop owners are much more relaxed (bigger margins?) and quite happy to let you browse without ‘you like? Cheap price’.
preserved vegies

preserved vegies

Light, anyone?

Light, anyone?


The one thing that is getting me down about the souks is that motorbikes and scooters are free to drive about where they will. It is like having them in Northlands or not even that as the alleys are quite narrows and these people reach speeds of over 40 kph in some spots, and regularly dish out passing blows to pedestrians. But the worst bit is the chocking fumes that are coming out of the poorly maintained motors. At times it gets hard to see through the cloud, so you can imagine what it is like to breathe.
Head back to djem el Fnaa for some snail soup – I am the only taker for some reason.
Snails !!

Snails !!

After that it is off to another stall for some okay food, then grab some pistachio halva from a bloke who looks about 140 years old.
The young bloke selling halva

The young bloke selling halva


Have a bit of that for desert as we pack ready for tomorrows trip to Essaouira.

Posted by lostagain 11:17 Archived in Morocco

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