Out my window is a very wet autumn and 44 degrees seems unthinkable! Wanted to write about the trip but think the moment has passed... mm that is the thing with blogging, one has to keep going, guess that is the thing with life.
It really was 44 degrees, dangerously hot and with no sign of airconditioning anywhere, it was even hot for moroccans. Marrakech is a mad mad place, made more so by that kind of heat. We took ourselves to the main square in the evenings, to see the story tellers, snake charmers and tooth pullers. We spent a lot of our time lost, but then being lots when you don't have to be anywhere in particular isn't quite 'lost' or is it? One night we sat having a drink in a bar and then made our way to a restaurant that we'd found in the rough guide. We were very pleased when we found it after about 15 mins, none of the streets have signs, then realized it was next to the place that we'd been drinking!
Luckily we'd just spent 5 days on the coast where is was a strange mixture of hot and foggy, we couldn't quite bring ourselves to lie on the beach in the fog, though it did remind me of Yarmouth, except that the women were veiled!
I've had an embarrassing amount of holidays this year but it is such a lovely way to spend time with people. Dhammadinna is great company, I like being able to have an ongoing conversation that you can keep coming back to, with various threads. I like laughing a lot. I also like being able to be quiet and read my book! We did all of these, mostly while drinking wine on the roof...the wine you have to buy in a dodgy shop outside of town, where it is wrapped in black bags...therefore the whole experience is so much more enjoyable!
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