Even though I've literally worn out the wheels on my suitcase and slept twice in my bed over the past few weeks, I wouldn't trade my recent adventures for anything in the world.
Part 1 - Marrakech.
KC and I took a cheeky long weekend to Morocco (Marrakech) for a few days of eating, not much drinking, and relaxing. Mission accomplished on all three fronts.
Highlights?
1. Discovering how much I love mint tea, particularly when served in silver teapots and accompanied by Moroccan sweets oozing with chopped peanuts, honey and coconut. NB: Discovering the tradition Moroccan sweet made with Orange Blossom was NOT a highlight. It was exactly what I'd imagine soap or hand cream might taste like if I was so inclined to give them a nibble.
2. Ordering the vegetarian dips 'appetiser' only to be served up 2 meals worth of deliciousness such as smoked roasted aubergine, carrots with cumin, pumpkin, mushrooms, courgette - each delicately prepared and tasting in their own right like they should be on centre stage.
3. Giving in to the pushy food sellers in Djemaa el Fna (I've never felt so loved by the attention I was receiving). So what if it was mainly because they wanted me to eat a kabob from their stall? I may not know who she is, but being told I look like 'Donna from East Enders' MUST be a good thing no? We may have passed on the silverware they gave us to use - doing it up old school with our fingers and bits of bread, but it was still an amazing experience - and one I'd suggest for those that aren't obsessed with cleanliness.
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