Weekend in Marrakech
Some weeks ago I escaped (yes, again!) from Casablanca.
Every week-end is good to visit Marocco and now is Marrakech’s turn.
The city is exactly as you can imagine and it’s incredible how it pulses of life: marketplaces, snake charmers, acrobats…For those that know enough the esoteric architecture, well I think Marrakech is the heart of Morocco… and it is not by chance that all the buildings are red.
I’m really glad to have been there.
I don’t know if this is the real Morocco, but Marrakech is like I imaginated it. I can’t describe it, you have to be there, walk in the small streets of the Souk (the market), eat in the big square at the sunset, sleep in one of its enchanting Riads.
It seems to be inside an One Thousand and One Nights’s story…unfortunately I didn’t find a magic carpet…I’m still searching!























































