Up just before seven o’clock, and noticeably peaceful after the noises outside our room in the city at that time of day. Went on to the terrace and took some pictures of the rising sun, with spectacular colours in the…
The Journey South
Before I continue with my travelography, I think it may be necessary to provide some background on the layout of Arab style cities, as this directly relates to the events of this afternoon. Dwellings in Arab cities, of which the…
Thursday Part I
The Marrakech Part, prior to departure to the Atlas Mountains. Spent the morning at the Majorelle Gardens, the famous French fashion designer Yves Saint Laurent’s hang out in Marrakech. He bought the property and gardens after the death of Jacques…
. . . . and it never rains in Southern California
But it sure does throw it down in Marrakech ! So, up dressed and breakfast (with some remarkable fresh orange juice) and out to brave the Marrakech Medina. Lots of people dressed for winter, but for us a rather pleasant…
Thinking of coming to Marrakech
Not a commercial, but a couple of books that really do help to give a feel for the place, and make it easier to get into the flow here:- Cinnamon City by Miranda Innes In Arabian Nights by Tahir Shah.…
Let’s shout it from the rooftops
Since this city was founded there has probably been one common activity every day, the call to prayer, but nowadays the muezzin has the benefit of amplification which his forebears did not. For those that have never heard it before…
Marhaba
Left the Marriott after pleasant breakfast and rode the transfer bus to Gatwick North terminal. Bit of a walk from the bus stop to the terminal, but needed something to work off the full English. After dropping off our bags,…
A split and busy day.
Woke up at The Cock (no food Sunday; no breakfast Monday) before the cock crowed, after another restless night for me up at 5:30 much to the annoyance of the other traveller. Whilst there was no breakfast being served today,…
Evening all
So, to catch up. There was free wifi at Leigh Delamere, but quite a few hoops to jump through to get connected so did not bother due to the time available. Made it to the lunch stop with Gareth, Annie,…
We’re off
And so at 8:30 on a dull drizzly morning we head off from Penclawdd on stage one of our journey to the Atlas Mountains. Checks were made after departure for glasses and passports, thank goodness all were found to be…