Once a blight on Morocco’s Atlantic coast, Asilah has blossomed into something beautiful thanks to the ideas of two friends and the commitment of an entire community. Sarah Gilbert tells us its story. The man lifted the pointed hood of his djellabah against the breeze, reached for his brush and began to paint a dramatic swirl of colour onto the whitewashed medina wall. People stopped to watch him work, even offering to hold his ladder. Far from a Moroccan Banksy, he was just one of the many artists that flock to the white-cubed town of Asilah for its annual festival, the International Cultural Moussem.
Tuesday, 13 September 2011
Friday, 9 September 2011
Marrakech At Sunset
At sunset, Marrakech's famed Djemaa el-Fna comes alive. Through the rising smoke of the food Stands, several hundred flickering yellow lanterns illuminate a turbulent sea Of hoods and veils. Crowds form around the most unusual spectacles, pausing to gape, then moving on. Mystics meet, spellbinders cast spells, witch doctors mix potions and leather-skinned old letter.writers rock back and forth on their haunches waiting for customers. Medicine men spread out gazelle skulls, dusty jars of horsehair and ancient medical texts. Old men dressed in white robes stand on wooden crates and shout the Wan to anyone who will listen. Colorfully clad women read your palms to tell your future.
Marrakech is more than the medina
Beach clubs, trekking or hill retreats. If you thought it was a city just for weekend breaks, it’s time to think again!
Picture the scene: an old house, a riad, full of beckoning arches and
curvaceous carvings, with a cool pool and a picture-book palm in the courtyard.
Orange juice and pancakes on the roof for breakfast, couscous and salads under
the stars at night. And all this in the middle of the medina, the old town of
Marrakech, where the call to prayer rings out every morning and the sun shines
all year round.
It’s no wonder we love Marrakech, and no wonder that more than 400 riads
offer rooms in the medina. Up to now, however, this has been very much a
weekender’s city, overflowing with atmosphere, but a little short on
diversions. Once you’ve seen the Saadian tombs and the Bahia Palace, excavated the
souks and wriggled among the snake-charmers on the Djemaa el Fna, you’re done.
What next?
Wednesday, 7 September 2011
Dinner For Two In Marrakech
Morocco is
famous for its food, and no wonder. It's mouthwatering and eclectic, and
there's something for everyone. The best-known dish is the tagine, a
filling stew slow cooked in an earthenware pot with a conical lid. In addition
to chicken, beef, lamb, fish, or vegetables, tagines often include
stewed fruit, olives, onions, or almonds. Many restaurants also serve couscous,
particularly as a traditional family lunch on Fridays. The seven-veggie
couscous royale, topped with a raisin/onion concoction, is not to be missed.
Tuesday, 6 September 2011
Wait, Is it Marrakesh or Marrakech?
When she isn't trying to open a hotel or being a professional shopper, Maryam Montague blogs about life in Morocco. We can't think of a better guide to this bewitching—but often rather bewildering—city.
I'm an American, but for my whole life I've been a nomad. It started in Cairo, where I was born. (My dad, a New Yorker, was on assignment in Egypt.) My travels have continued through more than 70 countries--Cambodia to Colombia, Iran to Italy, Namibia to Nepal--and my work as a specialist in human rights and democracy means the list keeps growing.
Every place I've visited has been compelling in its own way, but I never found a city that made me want to settle down until I came to Marrakech. Its appeal comes from so much more than the snake charmers, the fortune-tellers, and the souks--though they help, too. The hospitable people, the delicious food, the mysterious architecture, and the fascinating Moroccan culture all add up to make Marrakech a city like no other. Borrowing the words of little Goldilocks, Marrakech felt "just right" somehow.
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