One last post from Morocco. These pictures are from Casablanca — 2005 and 2009. I posted pictures of the grand mosque and art deco Casablanca earlier. This doesn’t complete the picture but gives a different side of the fabled city. Continue reading Casablanca
It’s kind of like sausage. I am not sure you really want to see how Moroccan leather is made. But in case you are interested, these are pictures from a tannery in Marrakesh. Continue reading Moroccan Leather (in Marrakesh)
Marrakesh is a trading center, a vast walled city at the foot of the Atlas Mountains. For many coming on the caravan trails it was the grandest city they would ever see. The main attraction of Marrakech, for me, is watching the walls and minaret of the main mosque glow pink in the light just before sunset. We’ve walked to the gate closest to the hotel to watch the transformation for two nights and can also see it from our hotel window. The main square, the Djemma el Fna makes Marrakesh different from anyplace else. There really are “charming cobras … Continue reading Marrakesh (Charming Cobras in the Square.)
I’ve never heard a train song I didn’t want to ride. I’ve ridden the Rock Island Line and the City of New Orleans. Some songs I can never ride. The Super Chief and Phoebe Snow are 30 years gone. But you can still “take the train from Casablanca going south.” We rode the Marrakesh Express. The song is more about anticipation than the ride, but the ride, while crowded, is worth it. You clickety clack from the coastal flats through rolling hills and dessert. There are settlements of brown adobe brick, circled by a wall, looking like they grew out … Continue reading Take the Train from Casablanca going south. (The Marrakesh Express)