postcards from marrakech

no words to describe this place. it got totally under my skin.

riad doorway
a riad doorway

riad terrace
our riad terrace, where we breakfasted each morning

herboriste du paradis
herboriste du paradis, place ben youssef, medina

the beginnings of a moroccan carpet hang in a riad

self portrait in the souks

moroccan teapots
moroccan teapots, polaroid spectra

with love,

p.s. more here, here and here

13 thoughts on “postcards from marrakech

  • Marrakesh, seriously?! Oh my God, you have been *so* busy since I temporarily vanished from the blogsphere. I didn’t think I had been gone that long, but there is such a wealth of beautiful images and marvelous wonders in your postcards that I am quite overwhelmed. Oh, how I wish I could go with you someday… But it is such a privilege to glimpse your journeys even from my small little world.

    And also, a belated but deeply grateful thank you for your kind thoughts about my brother.

  • I love New Zealand, but I envy anyone in the UK and Europe for the ability to see so many wonderful places without travelling far.
    Memories of fourteen hour flights one after the other in cramped cattle class :(

  • Ack! More incredible travels!

    I ditto what The Armchair Parisian wrote.

    Amazing life you’re living, dear one. Wow.

  • Want …. to …. go!!! I’ve been loving everyone’s updates. Sounds like you had an amazing time. Nice to have so much colour to look at when it’s so grey outside!

  • What wonderful photos – it looks an amazing place (so much colour) , you must have had such an amazing time and been so inspired! x

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