Back from a week in Marrakech - possibly the most extraordinary city I've ever been to. We thought we might struggle to entertain ourselves over 6 days in a comparatively small place but the Medina is a constant source of amazing sights and the main square, Jmaa el Fna (which translates as 'Assembly of the Dead') is full of all sorts of weird and wonderful goings on - often involving music and chickens, but also snake charming, boxing and fishing for large coca cola bottles. The whole haggling for prices thing becomes a tad wearisome after a while as all too late you realise you've become obssessed with trying to buy a lamp for 10p cheaper than in the last place you saw one. The charm of the stall holders speaking English seemingly acquired from repeated viewings of 'Only Fools and Horses' also wears thin rather quickly, and if I never see another tagine again in this life or the next it will be too soon. But despite all that the place still has quite an atmosphere, and you can't help expecting to see Peter Lorre come scuttling around the next corner. In any case it was worth visiting for the chance to take a picture of Shelly with a chicken on her head.
Merry Christmas one and all
4 comments:
I have seen it all now. Merry merry an' all that. Christmas present (poster of Roy Kinnear in sombrero) inexplicably or quite explicably lost in post. Light 'n' bitter to you both!
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she also has an old woman stuck to her face! bloody alan whicker blogger! looks amazing there, cool, better have a fez for me and jon...
hoy kofi! get on the blog! whats happening over rthere???¿¿
Marrakeshmas is the best pun I have heard in ages.
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