The music of Marrakesh

The main minaret; pink and green colors that dominate the whole city

Taking the bus through the peaks and slopes of High Atlas was simply amazing.

Coming to Marrakesh, and being prepared with the advice from wikitravel, we had to face the taxi drivers. Not to mention it was 36 degrees Celsius and the asphalt was burning. Strangely enough, most of the people were wearing jackets and winter shoes.

Woodsman shop in Medina

Medina street

The butcher and the hungry cats

Inside the market

So, here we witnessed taxi drivers being more aggressive than anywhere else (but still, it was too hot to look for another one and negotiate on the burning asfalt). They shout at you for giving them more, and it is impossible to get them to turn on the taxi meter. They pretend they don’t hear. Since everything is so close there, I would suggest walking. And the other benefit is that you experience so much more while roaming the streets then simply taking the taxi and arriving to your hotel or riad. On the way you can see some of the fine restaurants you can wine and dine at (well wine part not so much, while there isn't a place serving alcohol almost anywhere). Oh, and the desserts, indescribably amazing.

Marrakesh has lots more restaurants than any other city

Pastilla with chocolate

Couscous dish (usual Friday dinner dish)

Marrakesh is amazing:

Biggest street in Marrakesh, filled with hotels, spa- hammams, operas, thater

The main tourist attraction square, noisy, colorful, comes alive in the evening time

Snake guy at the main square

Some lady with a monkey at the main square (she was trying to free it)

Potter's wagon (his name is not Harry)

Art of Marrakesh: 

The photography museum (Berber lady)

Caligraphy

Nature of Marrakesh:

And so we ended our Marrocan experience, we took the train to Casablanca (before the flight we took a walk through the streets of Casablanca for the last time)

Film Ouarzazate

A six hours trip through the Middle Atlas mountains to Ouzarzate was peculiar. It was in the middle of the day, thus it was extremely hot. It should have lasted for a little bit more than 4 hours, but there was some troubles with the engine. Spending three nights in the desert got us fully equipped with patience and we didn’t mind it. The driver didn’t inform the passengers of any strange activity, he just slowed down driving down from the mountain.

We entered in the city with broad asphalted streets, colorful buildings (red and apricot were the dominant colors). It was all very familiar, I suppose from movies. Lots of productions took place in the city, Mission: Impossible, Game of Thrones, Lawrence of Arabia, and others. So, of course, having two days there we went on a mission of visiting all of the studios and film museums. Funny enough, our mission was impossible, since all of this places were occupied by film crews, filmg something. Some film, I presume. We were given no information.

So, we decided to turn to the sights. It is a little charming city. I started noticing how the color of everything is arranged to the detail in every city. At first, I thought it was all chaos and dirty, but now I started to see the difference between the cities. For example, in Casablanca, the main color of the houses is white with green roofs and mosaic colors that are found everywhere in the city are blue and green. The taxis are of red color, which gives a nice contrast. In Fes, the houses are mainly yellow or beige, with dominantly blue mosaic decoration and red taxis. During our bus trip, we passed through Meknes, where taxis are bright yellow, and now, in Ouzarzate, you are souronded with bright red, pink, orange hoses with mostly white decoration, and the official color of the taxis is beige. The Moroccan way, seemingly disorganized, nut everything carefully matched.

Having spent the second day, I was looking foreward to yet another bus trip through the High Atlas Mountains. Seeing the pictures of steep slopes and narrow roads, this should be interesting.