It’s hard not to be seduced by Marrakech. It’s a feast for the senses with the exotic smells of cooking spices, the calls to prayer heard across the rooftops, the hustle and bustle of the souks and the colours of the city – the deep terracotta of the buildings and the ornate mosaic tiling. And in the heart of the medina, the fabulous Djemaa El-Fna square.
Near the foothills of the Atlas Mountains and a few hours from the foot of the Sahara Desert, the area around Marrakech was first settled by Berber tribes before the city itself was founded in 1062. The red ochre walls that give it the name “the Red City” were added in the early 12th century. Once one of the four Imperial cities of Morocco, Marrakech comprises an old fortified city packed with vendors and their stalls (the medina declared a UNESCO World heritage Site in 1985), bordered by modern neighbourhoods. Today it is one of the busiest cities in Africa and serves as a major economic centre and tourist destination.
Marrakech has the largest traditional market in Morocco, with some 18 souks selling wares ranging from traditional Berber carpets to modern consumer electronics. Crafts employ a significant percentage of the population, who primarily sell their products to tourists. The vendors in this medina were the most aggressive of any we had encountered so far.
After a 240km drive from Casablanca, we arrived late in the afternoon and settled in to our accommodation within the medina – Riad Dar Sara – only 10 minutes walk from Djemaa El-Fna square. There are hundreds of these traditional mansions in Marrakech, evidence of the historical wealth of the city. Based on the design of the Roman villa, they are characterized by an open central garden courtyard surrounded by high walls. This construction provides the occupants with privacy and lowered the temperature within the building. The pretty, central courtyard of this riad really lived up to its definition – not only potted plants, a central water feature and a pool in one of the alcoves, but also four trees casting shade from the open rooftop. Thankfully our room was also air conditioned, as temperatures were in the 40s.
Naturally I was keen to visit Djemaa El-Fna as soon as possible, having read so much about it. And it didn’t disappoint. The square is edged along one side by the souks, traditional markets catering both for the daily needs of the locals as well as the tourist trade. These vibrant markets are a whirlwind of colour and noise, where throngs of people weave between tightly packed stalls exhibiting pyramids of brightly coloured spices, richly woven rugs and a thousand other exotic goods. On other sides are hotels and gardens and café terraces, and narrow streets lead into the alleys of the medina quarter.
Also near the square, the Koutoubia Mosque is the largest mosque in the city. The minaret, 77 metres in height, is built with red brick and includes a spire and orbs. It was completed in the late 12th century and has inspired other buildings such as the Hassan Tower in Rabat. It is visible throughout the city, making it a useful landmark for taking one’s bearings.
As soon as the sun began to wane, locals emerged in their hundreds and crowded Djemaa El-Fna, together with tourists, story-tellers, musicians, performers and snake charmers, while stalls that had been set up to serve food did a roaring trade. There was all manner of grilled meats and local delicacies and it was hard to choose. The air was thick with steam and smoke from the braziers and the sights and smells were just intoxicating.
Long tables were laid out with bench seats where locals and tourists sat side by side, savouring the kebabs, salads, tagines, snails and offal meats, and drinking mint tea. Later we discovered a café on one side of the square selling ice-cream, with an upstairs balcony affording wonderful views of the activity below.
Next day was a free day for us, our driver having returned home and our new guide still to make contact. At last hubby was able to book a round of golf at the Royal Marrakech Golf Club, a short taxi ride to the south east, while I wandered to my heart’s content around the souks.
The Royal Marrakech club was founded in 1927 with four holes by the then Pasha of Marrakech, T’hami El Glaoui. It was added to over the next five years, with substantial plantings of different tree species such as eucalyptus, cypress, palm and olive trees, making it a lush and elegant course. Floodlights have been added to the old Menara course enabling play after the heat of the day.
It was very hot again on Hubby’s chosen day, so few golfers were mad enough to play. Vin was matched up with a caddy and the two of them set forth for a relaxing few hours. Lo and behold, Vin managed to score a hole in one on the par 3 9th known as the Brigitte Bardot hole (for the shape of the mounds!), but on returning to the clubhouse there was no-one but the caddy to celebrate with. He couldn’t even “shout the bar” with a beer, as the club strictly enforced the no alcohol rule. (Vin drank more diet Coke on this trip than he had done in his life before!)
My ramblings down the alleyways of the souks had led me to an outer area not usually frequented by tourists. Upon seeing my aimless drifting, a young man befriended me with an excuse to practice his English, and guided me back towards the square. Along the way he invited me to visit his uncle’s traditional apothecary and his real intent became clear. Although I found it very interesting, I was quick to point out I had no room in my luggage for further purchases and that Australian customs would probably confiscate some of the items should I try. Nevertheless I was grateful he had steered me back to familiar territory and could now buy a drink to quench my thirst in such heat.
In the square during the day there are lots of wagons selling freshly squeezed orange juice, which tempted me. Later that day I regretted it as my body’s response to the local bacteria was not pleasant. By evening, feeling better, we ventured out to celebrate Vin’s golfing success. We had already tried tagines and couscous a number of times on this trip, so when we found a rooftop Italian restaurant that actually served wine, we were sold!
Our new guide collected us the next morning for a trip out to Ouarzazate and the region to the east. (More about that in the next blog.) That left only one half day to continue exploring Marrakech before our flight back to Madrid.
So back we went to the souks to find some small souvenirs, along the way meeting up with a man who claimed he was also staying at our riad. He walked with us explaining that today was our lucky day (yes, I know), because there was a special exhibition of Berber rugs being held in the medina, and would we like him to guide us there? I’m always up for an adventure, so despite hubby’s protests, we allowed ourselves to be escorted to a carpet stall where rug after rug was thrown down on the floor before us to try and convince us to buy.
Bingo! There was one of the right colours and proportions that stole my heart and we spent the next half hour haggling over the price and delivery. (Vin feared we would never see the money or the rug again, but it was FEDEXed to Melbourne a week or so later.)
Of all the cities in Morocco we visited, Marrakech would have had to be the most vibrant and exciting for me. It has a more cosmopolitan flavour to it and English is widely understood. No doubt these are the same reasons international jet setters are reputed to own so many homes here.
- Why Morocco is the ultimate destination for food and photography (telegraph.co.uk)
- Best of Morocco (Winter 2017-18) (telegraph.co.uk)
- Marrakesh (Expoza Travel Video)
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