I have waited a long time to visit this place, a city I associate with cultural depth and pretty colours, a place where I pictured myself as SJP, a dream I’m finally living in the heart of Marrakech, Morocco.
After spending two days here, the notion that Marrakech is an exotic place I’ve learned is far from the truth. It’s an idea portrayed to the Western world to encourage tourism, an industry that this country aims to build as it’s number one source of income over the next few years.
What I found most appealing is that from speaking to locals we were able to get an insight and an understanding if you may of how the city came about. As chaotic as it seems, the neighbourhood is really tight, it’s people are warm and friendly, their architecture is designed in a way to promote humbleness and simplicity from the outside (your interior home can depend on your wealth), an idea that wealth cannot define you nor differentiate you from the community, it’s an equal ground.
There’s much to do and see here. The new city is nice to visit, but I encourage you to stay in the hub of the old city where you find the markets and the medina and the buzz that you expect to feel.
Overall, this really has been an incredible experience. I much love calligraphy, street art and mosaics, all of which you get to witness around the streets and in particular when visiting the holy places. Tea drinkers, this is your source of heaven!