Friday, October 26, 2007



















Wilson Mansions Autumn Tours to Marrakech.
Wednesday
The first Day of the rest of my life.

I have never had a massage in my life.
Never had the courage.
well ............
Here in this beautiful Riad in Marrakech
there are such services.

Today I am having an Hamman with Joan - the sort of thing where they through hot and cold buckets of water of you ............ and yesterday I had a massage for an hour.

Starting with the bottom of my right foot, this beautiful young woman attacked me - in a darkened room - with music playing - misty perfumes sprayed, with oils and fierce hand movements and ............. I loved it.
I was in safe hands ......

During the morning we went out of this quiet compound kind of spacious house, into the bustle of the narrow streets of this historic city.

I felt nervous midst a mass of beautiful humans of all ages dressed in traditional costumes. Lots of men have these long robes with pointed hood - many with the hoods up - we have them in the Riad to move around for a massage - a bathrobe with a difference.

Tiny narrow streets full of small individual shops are overwhelming to me at first. Being almost dragged into buy - feeling that I am not normal but a damned tourist ............ and then we come out of the narrow and confined into a massive market square.

Here the snakes are really charmed and the beggars are really blind and the traffic almost slices you in two at every step.
Exotic mystical wonder.

I felt I was one of the prisoners in the cast of Gladiator which was filmed here.

I never recommend a movie, album, restaurant, holiday destination - but I am tempted right now.
If you ever come to Europe - or live there about - why not take a couple of nights in the Arabian Nights?



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