We were fortunate to spend the last week of July
with friends in Marrakech, Morocco.
Having never been to North Africa before,
I didn’t quite know what to expect.
But, as it turned out and taken as a whole, I loved it!
Parts of Marrakech are an assault on the senses,
with grinding poverty existing next to unimaginable wealth.
The Moroccans we encountered were almost all unfailingly polite
and keen to present their city and country in the best possible light.
And what light!
The clearest of skies every day (we didn’t see a cloud the entire week)
and temperatures hitting more than 40C.
Which is quite a contrast to London this week.