After a day of quad biking in the desert we made use of the hotel spa and treated ourselves to a relaxing massage first thing. Slightly different to how they’re done here in the fact that their hands go everywhere. Apparently there are no boundaries in Moroccan massaging.
Later that day we headed to the Medina for a spot of lunch. James had done some research into recommended places to eat for dinner the night before, however in the maze of the souks we couldn’t find it. Luckily, we came up trumps the following day.
A roof top restaurant away from the madness on one of the more sunnier days of our trip.
We were offered some bread, houmous and tapenade to start which we grazed on whilst waiting for our mains.
The menus don’t vary much in restaurants but the quality is always apparent. The dishes we enjoyed here were very authentic and fresh – perhaps a stretch to say the chips were authentic but they were fresh from the fryer!
After lunch, we took the often eventful walk through the Souks and just about succeeded in not getting run over by motorbikes, donkeys, horses or bicycles.
We headed to one of the Palaces that was a stone’s throw away from our riad.
A rare glimpse at some greenery in a mostly sandy, dry city; walking into the palace was really refreshing.
The palace itself is very open, with large outside spaces and rooms filled with art pieces. There are some pretty stain-glassed windows dotted around, that really come to life when the sunlight shines on them.
But the best thing about this Palace was these guys!
If I’m completely honest my trip around the palace was very quick – I spent the majority of my time with my new feline friends.
James was finally able to tear me away from the kittens and we enjoyed a chilled out evening in our riad.
Our final day in Marrakech we visited another palace that was a little more run down but was in the process of reconstruction.
What we found most fascinating were the large amount of stork nests that sat along the top of the outside walls of the palace.
As the sun was starting to come out, we headed back to the riad and decided to make the most of our roof top terrace and lazed in the sunshine before having to catch our flight back home.
We went to Marrakech for lots of sunshine but that somewhat lacked for the majority of the time, so we got to experience what was on the outside of our riad. It was pretty crazy and often a bit too full on but an experience nonetheless.
But the best thing about Marrakech? Confirmation I could go anywhere in the world with James and still enjoy every second of it!