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we there, than several more people felt ill, I
went shopping (with no money) and our gite
caught fire! I've never seen anything like it, nor
will I ever see anything like it again. Everybody
(not our group, just the locals, but still
everybody) just dropped what they were doing
and ran to help. Several ran inside and were
lobbing burning bits of furniture out the
window.
Our return to Marrakech was equally fast on an
even more dodgy road that had been washed
away in the rain. In Marrakech, let's face it, so
much happened over the two and a half days
we were there that I can hardly do it justice by
waffling. We were treated to: a tour of the
souks, shopping, good food, seeing someone
run over, good tea, more shopping, a
pickpocket, an apprentice-style challenge that
saw me buy a pipe, a rather interesting session
in the hammam, beggars, a scary woman
hollering in my ear, a stunt horse show, a horse
and cart ride where I was on the only cart to
end up in the wrong place, and finally an ice
cream.
Morocco then is one of those places that needs
to be taken with a pinch of salt; a place rife
with poverty, human rights issues and more
recently unrest. But its people are friendly, its
landscapes beautiful, and it is one of those
places I'll never forget. It is quite simply
brilliant.