The mini-riad where I stayed. A riad is a residence with an internal courtyard, often with a small fountain or pool.
A creative Plomber.
The menu selection is very exotic here, but there are some things that most people would recognize. I have to wonder if Wesley Snips are anything like parsnips.
Donkey carts are still used as a practical means of transportation for people and goods.
One of the historic gates into the city, the old city wall still surrounds the Medina.
The locals use an exotic language that is not intelligible to foreigners.
The public bathroom with views of the Kotoubia.
Architecture in the old city.
Apparently lawyers do very well in Morocco.
The Jamaa El Fna is a large open air plaza in the center of the Medina. It is unique to Marrakech and likely has contributed to its exotic flavor. Legend has it that a mosque was planned for the site but never built, the name translates as mosque/place of nothing. There is always something going on, with all sorts of merchants and performers plying the tourist scene during the day.
Just me and my monkey.
At night there are dozens of food stalls selling tasty and authentic dishes that are relatively inexpensive. I ate stew there one night and watched as the cooks chopped up the meat from a (former) sheep's (former) face right in front of me.
The dried fruit and nut merchants in the Jamaa El Fna, watched over by a full moon.
Kotoubia at night.