Jemaa el Fna Square in Marrakech at night

Even though he had much disdain for the heart of Marrakech and its people, Hassan dropped us off at Jemaa el Fna Square where we entered the throngs of people. We were among families passing through, snake charmers, outside cafes, scooters, men fishing for Coke and many various merchants. It was quite the scene. The square at night was magical.

Our approach to the center.

Negotiating with the fellas for M's necklace.

Fishing for Coke?

Scenes from the restaurant patio overlooking the square.

Marrakech Express

Instead of a train from Casablanca going South, we boarded an Easy Jet flight from Paris and arrived into Marrakech just three short hours later.

As we headed into Marrakech we passed many little scooters or mopeds filled with two and even three people. Sometimes a family of four was aboard, with a little sleeping baby somewhere in the pack.

Being a Sunday, we passed throngs of people at the local park. It was a Moroccan version of Chicago's "Saturday in the Park" or Seurat's Sunday in the Park. It was a happy scene.

Our first Moroccan meal was bean soup followed by an egg and meatball tajine, both very flavorful. Orange slices sprinkled with cinnamon was an excellent finish to the meal.

We let in a cool breeze from the windows in our room which looked over the peach colored walls and buildings of Marrakech with the minaret peaking out over the Place Djema Efna. Contrasted with the peach color were varying shades of trees including date and evergreens.