SENSORY FEAST – REMEMBERING A DAY IN MOROCCO
- Quite deceptive from the air,
Morocco appears so monochromatic. - Then you arrive at the airport, and it blossoms. First, you notice the blue, an intense 'not-a-cloud-in-the-sky' blue.
- Then orange. Not just the color, but the smell of a newly peeled orange. A segment generously offered.
- The 'music' of daily commuters plays on the way to the hotel.
- Fresh olive branches and roses floating in a fountain pool perfume the lobby.
- Sun warms your skin as it filters in,
creating shadow patterns in the room. - Woken by the local mosque's call to prayer before a tantalizing breakfast.
- The Kasbah beckons and the adventure begins.
- Many aromas drift along slight breezes, making it hard to resist the temptation to scoop up handfuls.
- Vivid tiles weave patterns in all directions.
- Sunlight dapples into
narrow passages. - Carefully carved patterns invite you to run your fingers along the grooves and edges.
- Lunch made with local ingredients.
- Patterns and patterns and color and texture and more color.
- Cool to the touch.
Crisp bubbling water drowns out the city noise. - The lure of the rugs.
It's hard to resist caressing the luxurious goods. - Hidden treasures...
- A pause. Drinking tea in the sun.
- Late afternoon shadows.
- Dinner in a tent. How better to end a day in Marrakesh?