There's no way to know a place as rich as Marrakech in just a long weekend, but Michele felt this trip was like any good holiday romance - knowing it won't last makes it that much sweeter.
After a long day wandering the souqs, Michele decided to relax with a traditional Moroccan bath. Her attendant, or keeper, was a gray haired woman in a big pair of worn black undies, plastic shoes and
Despite accidentally walking outside of the city, Michele wasn't worried. In fact it was kind of soothing to be lost again, sure to find some lonely, forgotten place.
Maybe Michele imagined it, but she could have sworn she could smell spices, the scent of desert and salt of the sea. She wavered between enchantment with her new surroundings and a growing need to get
Arriving in Marrakech, Michele gets help from locals to find the cheap hotel district. When all hotels are full, however, she has to put her faith in a local who offered to take her to a "friend's" gu
Stepping out of the sun into the perpetual twilight of the souq, Michele found another entire city. For the first time since getting off the plane she felt happily anonymous.
Despite accidentally walking outside of the city, Michele wasn't worried. In fact it was kind of soothing to be lost again, sure to find some lonely, forgotten place. 