Master of the House

Day One in Marrakech. What a start to a post-exam holiday...

Insane city. Mental. Unlike anywhere I've been before. It does have hints of La Paz in between the snake charmers and greedy henna artists, the winding alleyways leading inexplicably to oasis hostels in the middle of one of the busiest cities I have visited, the multiple dinner karts and their waiters all clamouring for your attention. And the warmth. Oh the warmth. Ten pm and easily twenty degrees warmer than Edinburgh.

Bliss.