The phrase “shop till you drop” was never more well said than after a day in Marrakech’s Le Souk. If I wasn’t such a woman distracted by shopping in every other stall I came across, I could have wondered the narrow corridors all day in amazement of the wares, colors, food, local culture and vast size… but alas, these are the few snapshots of this ultimate shopping excursion Kelly & I embarked on in day three of Marrakech~
Below: WATCH OUT FOR THE MOTORBIKES! We became very trained to step to the side when you hear the sound of a motorbike coming because OH! They will not stop!
Below: You can’t go to Morocco and not go rug shopping! I bought floor rugs, pouf rugs, rug shoes, a rug backpack, rug tote… hence the trip hash tag #putarugonit because then, obviously, I will buy it.
Below: Best olives I have ever eaten.
Below: After a long day of shopping we reviewed the damage, freshened up and then went for a lovely dinner at Le Morocian. Kelly sprayed orange blossom on her Naeem Khan shawl as she disappeared behind the garden walls.
Below: With new souk purchased earrings, I slipped into a classic caped Halston Heritage gown, another genius piece from RTR.
Throwing on our souk purchased packs, Kelly and I ventured out of the ancient walls of Marrakech onward to the Agafay desert at the base of the Atlas Mountains. It is quite a strange sensation feeling the heat of the desert sun on your skin while looking out onto snow capped mountains…
Day four in Marrakech, the adventure~
It was tan as far as the eye could see until we came over the hill and spotted our desert oasis “Le Pause” waiting for us.
We relaxed away the late morning sun under heavy woven tents and soft corner couches where the breeze off the earth swept through keeping us cool from the heat of the day.
Le Pause has no electricity, cell service or Internet making it a true escape from our daily lives.
Below: A traditional tagine lunch of apricots, pears, almonds, dates and lamb was served over simple couscous on rugged tin plates. With light salads, fresh fruit desserts and long slow conversations, we sipped crisp rosé wine as the hours melted away.
Light and airy, for outfit credits please see here.
Ready to see more, we hopped onto a pair of camels and headed out into the desert sun, taking in the landscape one last time before heading back to town, rested and relaxed.
As the golden light of the setting sun brought our last day in Marrakech to a close, we wandered the halls one last time at the Four Seasons, smelled the sweet garden air of roses and gathered for one last dinner with our fearless travel companions and inspirational group of women Nola, Caroline, Rebecca, Susie and Megan.
I look forward to the day I return and the warm memories I have yet to create in this truly magical place. Thank you so much to the Moroccan National Tourist Office for your hospitality, the beautiful and calming Four Seasons for hosting us, our amazing driver Aziz who in true gentleman for putting up with all our perfume, giggles, and constant tardiness.
I will take the emotions of Marrakech, the colors, the light and inspiration from the culture into my work back in New York until the next time we meet again…
Morocco Day 1, Day 2, Day 3, Day 4