Photo Stories | Morocco
I had been wanting to visit Morocco for as far back as I can remember, and was awe-struck and inspired the moment I stepped from the plane. Morocco is one of the more politically stable nations of north Africa, and has enjoyed a thriving, well established tourist trade as far back as the 1930’s. Yet, in spite of the high tourism, for me at least, it still evokes a sense of other worldliness. It’s difficult to describe how the colours, textures, sights and smells exude such a sense of wonder.
Our journey through Morocco began in Marrakech. We would then venture to Essaouira, then through the High Atlas mountains to Aït-Ben-Haddou and the Sahara before returning to Marrakech. On our arrival we stayed at La Maison Arabe, a traditional Riad in the centre of old Marrakech, who’s past patrons include Sir Winston Churchill. I would have come to Marrakech just to stay at this hotel. The elegant, jewel coloured interior, intricate carvings and woodwork, central courtyard patios with ornate rose petals filled pools; and morning tea served in the most lavish silver-ware was like stepping back into a colonial past.
We arrive at our camp as evening draws near. Gathering around the camp fire as darkness begins to fall, we are served delicious tagine and sweet mint tea. Musicians entertain us as we take in the star filled sky, the most stars I have ever seen in my life. At dawn, we ride camels through the dunes before making our way back to Marrakech.
Where to stay in Marrakech – La Maison Arabe Marrakech
Where to stay in Essaouira – Villa Maroc Essaouira