After our trek through the desert we were in critical need of luxury and relaxation so we booked ourselves into a hammam. We were steamed, rubbed, scrubbed and massaged back to life. Back to our spoilt first world ways. The day then continued in the same vain.
We visited the gorgeous Majorelle gardens owned by Yves Saint Laurent and where his ashes were scattered. I fell in love with the strong intense ultramarine cobalt ‘Majorelle blue’. Against the green of leaves it was completely different to usual red clay of Marrakech.
Sticking to worldwide brand names we all know, we went to McDonalds for lunch. Not normally one of those people that eats at chains especially when on holiday but this was halal and I couldn’t resist after seeing this poster.
After lunch we took a stroll to La Mamounia hotel. A place once described as the lovliest place on Earth by Winston Churchill. The entrance was manned by a guy dressed in brilliant white traditional dress. He looked very regal. A prince. We sat down for a mint tea and stayed till after dark which made the surroundings even more beautiful.
We left just in time for a browse round Louis Vuitton
Our day of luxury ended at Dar Essalam. A restaurant with a solid roof that didn’t require fighting our way through touters & the busy square. Plus if it’s good enough for Hitchcock…