I’d like to come back to Marrakech.
I feel I’ve just scratched the surface, everything was so beautiful there that I was constantly distracted, and despite the fact that the city is already very decorated on the outside, I suspect its most beautiful treasures are hidden behind thick walls. That’s the thing with those oriental cities, it’s all stone and dust so when a garden miraculously appears it feels like a fantastic oasis. It works every time! Looking back at those pictures I also can’t help but marvel at the quality of the light there, the constant clear sky and the colored walls are truly working some magic…
