Sunday 15 February 2015

Moroccan Madness

Recently, I have returned from a 5 day adventure from Morocco, Africa. I had such an amazing time that I thought I'd update you with a little information on what went on and some art work that Morocco inspired me to do...

Day 1
So, after a cramped and bustling 3 hours and 5 minute long flight, we finally arrived in Marrakesh and were greeted by our lovely guide, Nabil. We then had a coach journey through the city to our hotel which was fantastic (minus the food). After settling in, and eating some curious cuisine we had a wild card game of Czechoslovakian Spoons (look it up) and reared ready for the next day!

Day 2
Day 2 involved getting up at the ungodly hour of 7 a.m. and driving into town to visit the Moroccan Souks. After the initial hitting stench of donkeys and shit, you're smothered (almost literally) by spice smells, meats, and the overwhelming scent of leather. People are constantly shouting and talking at one another, you're eyes are assaulted by the array of colours which attack you non-stop, and the space... There isn't any. Basically. And yet, the people are so friendly (and weird: at one point a man put his head directly in front of my own and simply said, "Asleep.") that the first hand senses seem to fade off into the distance. After winding our way through the labyrinth of the souks we found ourselves in the heart of the market place - confronted by acrobats, monkeys, snake charmers and thousands of stalls filled with oddments and trinkets galore. After a quick talk on the history of the souks and a the market square we had some free time to explore, wander round or what myself and a friend decided to do was eat on a gorgeous terrace over-looking the entire square. After returning to the hotel, eating some suspicious looking food (and immediately regretting it) a few of us decided to walk into town and head to a great bar called LEVEL 5. Followed by a much deserved McDonalds we staggered home through the drizzly rain and back to the hotel for a decent night's sleep.

Day 3
Waking up at 6 a.m. is very difficult when you're supposed to be on holiday, but in order to survive the 2 hour coach journey into the Atlas Mountains, the early get up was much needed. The trek through the mountains was pretty tough: steep hills, steps taller than myself (not hard to be), and all this was done through the scorching Moroccan heat. Probably the best day of the entire trip, the views were unbeatable, the location was breath-taking and once we climbed through the village and reached the guest house at the top - the entire journey had been worthwhile. We were welcomed by outstanding folk who had prepared a delicious traditional Moroccan feast! FINALLY, DELICIOUS FOOD! After resting up a while and scoffing down the amazing food, we made our way back down through the mountains to the minibuses which brought us back to the hotel.

Day 4
On our second to last day we decided to head out to the coastal towns of Marrakesh (which were unfortunately 3 hours away by coach) and visit an Argan Oil factory. We got to meet the wonderful ladies who spend hours every day picking, crushing and grinding down the argan nuts to produce fantastic products such as the Argan Oil itself, shampoo, and several herbal remedies. We then drove into the city and leisurely walked through more markets and souks to be confronted by the beautiful sight of the ocean and the huge stretch of beach. Once we had been taken around the markets we were left to our own devices for a while which was cleverly spent  eating delicious pizza and buying gifts for friends and family. A quick walk down to the waters edge and a look at the gorgeous beach made the 3 hour journey definitely worthwhile. Back at the hotel we order in some well deserved Domino's pizzas and then headed out into town to check out Marrakesh's night life.

Day 5
Well the final day came around fast! We had to be out of our rooms for 9 a.m. and so we decided to spend the unplanned first part of the day walking around town, and eating ice cream at the most beautiful ice cream parlor I've ever seen! We then met back up outside the hotel and split off into two groups, some people went into town to do some sketches and the rest of the group went camel riding! (Yes, yes I did go camel riding.) An amazing experience I will never forget. We arrived back outside the hotel at around 5 p.m. local time, and left the unbeatable Morocco behind.

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