At the end of July the girls and I visited Marrakech. We booked it pretty last minute after just about surviving a pretty stressful exam period. A week of hot, hot sun, soaring into the 40’s sounded pure bliss. So off we went with the intention of doing as little as possible. And we pretty much succeeded.
The majority of the week was spent doing next to nothing. Dipping in and out of the pool, immersing ourselves in books, eating & drinking. We did make it to the gym a couple of times – a pretty quick impromptu circuit and 6 minute abs were about as much as we could manage though.
However, we’re not sit by the pool for a week kinda gals. We like to do a bit of exploring and it’s almost compulsory when you come to Marrakech to explore the Souks, so we did.
We spent a few hours in the morning and a few in the evening wandering the maze of the souks, trying to navigate our way through the back to back Aladdin’s caves. After being slightly apprehensive about what to expect we quickly learnt that, although some a little brash, there were lots of friendly, kind, people very willing to help us make the most of our experience, which ended up being so much fun!
We saw bags upon bags of colourful dyes, beautiful mosaic ceramics, herbs, spices, dried fruits & wooden toothbrushes. Which we were told very convincingly by the man that he swore by it to keep his gums healthy! I’ll take his word for it, but I think I’ll stick to my Sonicare for now.
We came back with kilograms of dates, bags of dried mint tea, mini carved camels amongst other ‘treasures’. My haggling was appalling/basically none existent meaning mum was disappointed – being the queen of haggling that she is – when I told her I most probably paid twice the amount I should have.
It was such a surreal, but incredible, experience. We did learn pretty quickly that if you just say “No thank you!” pretty firmly and carry on walking, you’ll be fine. After veering away from the hustle and bustle of the main square we came to quieter streets which had a bit more breathing space.
We were constantly inundated with phrases such as ‘Shakira’ ‘fish ‘n’chips’ & ‘chicken’ which we laughed off and thought were pretty funny. The only mishap we had was with a monkey which wasn’t great, but we all survived!
As we spoke to more and more people we realised there was so much more to do in & around Marrakech than we realised – we hadn’t done our research. So even though we didn’t get a proper chance to explore Marrakech this time, it just gives us an excuse to go back!