Oh dear , it has been a while since I posted, partly because I have been to wonderfully stimulating Marrakesh. All of life is there - including snake charmers, acrobats, storytellers and medicine men ... it is also a place of great contrasts with the hustle and bustle of the Medina and its myriad shopkeepers and their wares and quiet and peaceful courtyards and fountains just set back behind a wall or glimpsed through an Arabian Nights style door.
Rose petals floating in tiled troughs ... An assortment of shiny sinks ...
More floating roses ...
More floating roses ...
A saffron dyed carpet ...
Salmon pink painted walls are the corporate look of old and new Marrakesh and they look stunning as the sun sets against them as they change from all shades of rose to purple.
Another thing that predisposes me to the place is their tradition of afternoon tea - the tea being the sweet mint variety ...
... and the cakes and biscuits nice and almondy with a hint of orange flower.
The tinkling of a fountain shaded by orange trees...
... and everywhere you look there are splendid Islamic patterns.
Another good thing about it is that if you live in England it is only a 3 hour flight away and so you are not too pooped when you get back ( which is just as well as I've now got to knuckle down to serious fairy making for Christmas ! )
