ByJulia Chi
We wandered up the little street, that we had run along only a few hours earlier… We were in search of some lunch… Instead of empty quiet, we now dodged weaving mopeds, a donkey pulling a cart, crowds wandering too in the heat that had risen to the heavy level you can almost touch, slice…
ByJulia Chi
I woke just after 6am, with the light gently filtering translucent blue yellow through our window, I lay enjoying the feel of silence… We had gone to sleep with the sounds of Marrakech still reverberating around, bikes roaring past, the relentless cry of an inconsolable child… The heat static and ever present had dropped a…
ByJulia Chi
Today we went on an outing to the Majorelle Gardens; our usual way of ‘being a tourist’ is to run through or past the places of history… But today we joined the queue, which happened to be a rather a lovely place to stand… It was a hot hot day in Marrakech, and fine showers…
ByJulia Chi
As I finished my intervals today, and was jogging back to meet Jamal and Anadi on the dusty sunny parkland that I have become accustomed too, I passed two camels, they were ‘humping’, as Jamal described their union, in a very relaxed fashion… Their owner was standing a discreet distance away, and they seemed very…