Oh Morocco! Brings back so many memories. For our honeymoon, we drove 1,000 miles throughout Morocco and it was an unforgettable trip. And I actually just made a chicken tagine this week to bring back the delicious flavors of that place ;)
Sounds wonderful, and the colors in the photos are so vivid! 🤩
I suppose I shouldn't assume neither of you speak Arabic (or Berber), but I'm curious: were most of your conversations with local people in English? Or French?
This brings back memories of 1980s Marrakech, and it sounds as if the centre hasn’t changed. Two Casablanca students on holiday in Marrakech took me under their wing ( to improve their English) and helped me navigate the sound and the bartering. Highlights included a home made stew( name unknown) they made in their riad.
My memories of Marrakech date back to the mid 70s. What you say about life in the medina is so true, but in those pre-smartphone days, there was even one more 'hazard' to negotiate. For amidst the bustling soundtrack of medina life, ears were attuned the merest click of a camera shutter. No sooner had you captured the moment than you would be surrounded by youngsters, hands extended and crying "Dirham! Dirham!" for their 'contribution' to your touristic memento And as you experienced, resistance was utterly futile!
Oh Morocco! Brings back so many memories. For our honeymoon, we drove 1,000 miles throughout Morocco and it was an unforgettable trip. And I actually just made a chicken tagine this week to bring back the delicious flavors of that place ;)
The quality of the light is extraordinary!
You can get by in English but French is definitely an asset if you want to go beyond bartering in the souk or being ‘helped’ by a ‘guidé!
Morocco is on my bucket list
Wow what a tantalising place. My parents took us years ago so I don't remember more than not enjoying the food!!!
Sounds wonderful, and the colors in the photos are so vivid! 🤩
I suppose I shouldn't assume neither of you speak Arabic (or Berber), but I'm curious: were most of your conversations with local people in English? Or French?
This brings back memories of 1980s Marrakech, and it sounds as if the centre hasn’t changed. Two Casablanca students on holiday in Marrakech took me under their wing ( to improve their English) and helped me navigate the sound and the bartering. Highlights included a home made stew( name unknown) they made in their riad.
My memories of Marrakech date back to the mid 70s. What you say about life in the medina is so true, but in those pre-smartphone days, there was even one more 'hazard' to negotiate. For amidst the bustling soundtrack of medina life, ears were attuned the merest click of a camera shutter. No sooner had you captured the moment than you would be surrounded by youngsters, hands extended and crying "Dirham! Dirham!" for their 'contribution' to your touristic memento And as you experienced, resistance was utterly futile!
Thank you for the personal tour and survival tips. We are going there next week and if we come out alive it will be because we have listened to you.
I hope you love it as much as we did, Rob!