February 28th, 2007 – by: CamandLiz
Dinner at the Central Market in Marrakesh.
We finally managed to catch a flight on time and together, with good passports!
Marrakesh is a crazy city. After catching a taxi to a street close to our hotel, in the medina, the driver told us a boy would direct us to our hotel, which was 100m away, for about 3 dirhams (NZD 0.50). Of course, the boys took us around in circles, until we complained, then surprisingly our hotel was just around the corner... they wanted 100 dirhams, but we managed to eventually get them to go away for 10 dirhams. Oh the hassle!! Being able to speak French is a definite advantage - as is pretending not to speak English or French!
Otherwise, the city was a very busy place. Tiny shops line the footpaths, along with bikes, customers, beggars, food stands, and everything you can imagine. We really had to walk along the road, as there was no room left for people! We almost got run over by motorbikes riding any direction anywhere, several times. It was chaos! But we had a good time, even getting lost for half a day! The food in the main square was very cheap and good, though we ran a mile from the snake charmers and henna tattoists.