Marakech - the beginning

hello all

first things first_ after about 60 hours in the same tshirt and undies, my bag arrived in marrakesh. HUZZAH. i had to pretty much promise to marry a guy at the lost luggqge counter to get it back, but i have it now. otherwise i was facing the prospect of travelling the next three weeks in my new selection of kaftans!

marracech is mad and i am on total sensory overload. everything here is brighter; more crowded, more fragrent, more heartfelt, etc. yesterday we got enjoyably lost in the souks, where everything is for sale for the right price (tempting: pet cameleon) and visited a koranic school where the arctitecture and tile work blew my mind (lots and lots of pictures there). today we had q cooking class all day and i now have in my possession the recipie for the best couscous EVER. oh, and one for shortbread with seasme and orange flower water.

only bqd side is that the jet lag is lingering and i have been up at all hours. but that does mean i got to watch the sunrise and listen to the call to prayer from the roof terrace this morning!

again, i would type more, but all the keys are in the 'wrong' place. so slow!