I'm well aware that this is a late entry and my trip to Marrakech was never fully documented. Equally, I didn't actually finish my travel journey either, but it is working as a memory aid!
So the day after the waterfalls, we took the shuttle bus into Marrakech city centre. Using my trusty guidebook, I had a plan. Strolling through the cyber park, purely as way to our destination. It's not an impressive park, but scattered around there are screens from which you can supposedly use the internet. Failed to see one in working order though. Perhaps they didn't like the heat.
Our first stop was Jardin Marjorelle, with its homage to Yves Saint-Lauren. This is a beautifully shady and therefore cool oasis in the summer. Putting this in the afternoon would have been a better idea, giving the option to shelter from the heat.
It is in fact a beautiful garden, striking blue features stand out from amongst the greenery. Although you're never far away from another tourist, it feels incredibly peaceful and so far removed from the rest of the crowded, busy city. I could have stayed for hours, if it weren't for the tummy rumblings. We left the gardens and found ourselves a wonderful Italian ice-cream parlour called Dino's. No idea any more where that is, but the banana split ice-cream was amazing. Well worth the elevenses stop.
Post ice-cream we followed the roads back towards the souks, past the far side of the Koutoubia gardens, home to the landmark minaret.
We never did make it into those gardens or to the minaret, but something in the back of my mind says we might not have been allowed anyway. Still, we got to admire from afar.
From there we made our way to Bab Agnau, which is one of the gates in the city's walls. It's a smaller gate, which a cannon sitting just to the left. There might be a reason for its location, equally there may not be.
The gate lead us into the medina, but away from the depths of the souks. There were a number of open shop fronts selling and making their wares. My pretend husband had his heart set of a hand-crafted wooden chess piece. We watched the artisan carpenter make some extra pieces. He seemed so delighted by the purchase and the French that he made us a necklace each with a chess piece. It's impressive how quickly he made something that is rather intricate.
By this point it was most definitely lunch time. We graced a small rooftop restaurant with our presence. Sitting in the shade, we had a great view of the city. You can really tell apart the affluent areas even when all you can see is roof top.
So the day after the waterfalls, we took the shuttle bus into Marrakech city centre. Using my trusty guidebook, I had a plan. Strolling through the cyber park, purely as way to our destination. It's not an impressive park, but scattered around there are screens from which you can supposedly use the internet. Failed to see one in working order though. Perhaps they didn't like the heat.Our first stop was Jardin Marjorelle, with its homage to Yves Saint-Lauren. This is a beautifully shady and therefore cool oasis in the summer. Putting this in the afternoon would have been a better idea, giving the option to shelter from the heat.
It is in fact a beautiful garden, striking blue features stand out from amongst the greenery. Although you're never far away from another tourist, it feels incredibly peaceful and so far removed from the rest of the crowded, busy city. I could have stayed for hours, if it weren't for the tummy rumblings. We left the gardens and found ourselves a wonderful Italian ice-cream parlour called Dino's. No idea any more where that is, but the banana split ice-cream was amazing. Well worth the elevenses stop.
Post ice-cream we followed the roads back towards the souks, past the far side of the Koutoubia gardens, home to the landmark minaret.We never did make it into those gardens or to the minaret, but something in the back of my mind says we might not have been allowed anyway. Still, we got to admire from afar.
From there we made our way to Bab Agnau, which is one of the gates in the city's walls. It's a smaller gate, which a cannon sitting just to the left. There might be a reason for its location, equally there may not be.
The gate lead us into the medina, but away from the depths of the souks. There were a number of open shop fronts selling and making their wares. My pretend husband had his heart set of a hand-crafted wooden chess piece. We watched the artisan carpenter make some extra pieces. He seemed so delighted by the purchase and the French that he made us a necklace each with a chess piece. It's impressive how quickly he made something that is rather intricate.
By this point it was most definitely lunch time. We graced a small rooftop restaurant with our presence. Sitting in the shade, we had a great view of the city. You can really tell apart the affluent areas even when all you can see is roof top.
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