I know I have been going on and on about this Morocco adventure, but I have to say that something about the place has put a spell on me. Maryam taught us alot about the local culture and the strong belief in magic and symbolism that resides there. Even a very real belief in genies. Yep. Like in a lantern...or a bottle (go ahead, sing it.) Having spent even just seven days there I am going to go ahead and take their word for it.
I have come half way back across the planet and I can't shake the smells and colors even the music. The beautiful smell of orange blossom, amber and smoky spices. The dust and the fumes from all of the motorbikes and the smell of the hay to feed the donkeys and horses. Leather and jasmine. Dark alleys in the winding souks, mirrors and silver sparkling everywhere. Hundreds of cats! The long robes, yellow slippers, veils and friendly smiles. The loud speaker song for daily prayers and the rush then quiet that follows. Shapes and symbols to bring good luck and fortune and ward off evil built into every structure...and the African sunlight. OH.
Here are a few more photos that show the more mysterious side of Marrakesh.
I have also uploaded many more photos from the journey here.