I had a lovely trip to Marrakech last week.
I'm back in business, but with a nasty cold, and a lot of deadlines. While I pull myself together and try to get better, I dream of this crazy, colorful labyrinth of a city. I close my eyes and smell the thé á la menthe, the gasoline fumes, the heavy perfumes and the incense. And I think of the orange blossom crème brûlée, the yummy breakfast pancakes and the tajine de poulet aux figues.
Marrakech is sensory overload in so many ways - most of them nice!
Here is a handful of snapshots (yes, too many. I know. I found it very hard to select a small batch, and hope they might inspire you).
I'll be back later in the week with a nice Christmas project, so see you then.