Henrikes Morocco Round Trip: Fez, Marrakesch & 4 Hotels

Part II: 2 Nights in Marrakech hotels

Through the city gate, the first alley left, straight ahead … right, left … where are we? Yes, we also initially lost our way in the medina of Marrakech upon our arrival. Thanks to a not quite unselfish native we reach the pretty little Hotel Dar Tuscia still fairly quickly. Next time I’ll take a compass with me or have a transfer directly arranged by the hotel.

We can hardly wait to see the infamous Jemaa el Fna Square at sunset and we are heading south through the busy alleys of the medina. Wow, what a sight! A sizzlingfair of cook-shops, acrobats, snake charmers, monkey tamers, male belly dancers and drummers. After a somewhat earthy tasting bowl of snails we still indulge in a freshly squeezed orange juice and sweet dates. Always careful not to watch the showmen too closely or even to photograph them (they can see EVERYTHING and are demanding high tips), we cross the square to the Café Glacier – Le Grand Balcon. From its balcony you can calmly observe the hustle and bustle and photograph to the top of your bent. Clever!
We are enjoying a sweet mint tea and afterwards we are venturing into the bustle of the souks. We quickly note: Fès is wonderfully colorful and lively, but Marrakech is just wonderfully crazy!

The Jardin Majorelle makes for a unique haven. On its shady paths, past the cornflower blue and lemon yellow flower pots and the probably most romantic lily pond since Monet, we stroll to the memorial for the French fashion designer Yves Saint-Laurent, who once bought this property.
As a second starting point for our exploration of the city, we choose the romantic Hotel Dar Les Cigognes, which is perfectly located opposite the walls of the Palais Royal. Marrakech has still so much to offer, but we prefer to stretch out our weary limbs in the beautiful hammam and then dive into the whirlpool by candlelight.
We are served our delicious dinner on the roof garden. In front of me a golden full moon is shining, above me the broad starry sky is sprawling and behind me fond storks whisper sweet nothings in their huge nest on the wall of the Palais Royal. Is this still reality or am I in paradise?

Our last day is dawning, and there is still so much to discover. We wander through the gigantic ruin complex of the Palais El Badi and admire the landmark of Marrakech, the Koutoubia Mosque. With a coach tour we say goodbye to this incredible city.
From Marrakech, we fly back with Ryanair to Frankfurt-Hahn. Fes, the gorgeous, Marrakech, the lunatic … I both won’t forget them any time soon!