When Jeff and I first chose to visit Marrakech I wasn’t sure what to expect. Some people sang praises about how wonderful the city is, some cursed about the lack of alcohol and bars, and some said the shopping is good, but you don’t need more than a few days there.
I’d heard about the thé à la menthe, leather goods, argan oil, tagine and the medina with the small streets and so many market stalls. I’d done my research, read the reviews and poked about for blog posts to learn as much as I could before travelling – and I found so many conflicting attitudes and ideas about what Marrakech is and isn’t.
Regardless, I came with an open mind and left with a broken heart…
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