In a dark ally way, suddenly a decorated door!

Our riad entrance in a pitch dark allyway

And off we go into the chaos, racing scooters in 1,50m wide ally ways

Taking a siesta in his "everything shop", bicycle saddles, water kettles and everything else

1960ies washing machines, broom, water kettles, and cooking pots

The sheep he just killed, being cut up weighed and sold in pieces

And then I discovered this inconspicous jewel "Artisinat Africaine" full of african art,

Beautiful african art from west africa and Marocco

Marrakesh, an insane boiling pot.

October 20, 2025 in Morocco ⋅ ☀️ 31 °C

Marrakesh is a mirror our arrival at our our Riad in town, (riad = traditional Maroccan town house) .
We walked through narrow, dirty, incredibly loud, stinking ally ways at 35deg. with hooting scooters racing by, and shouting carts pushing through. Then we turned down a tiny pitch-dark ally way into a dark tunnel, wondering where the hell we are. Suddenly on our left a decorated door with knocker. We knock, and enter into a court yard, with fountain and trees in the middle, surrounded by 5 beautiful maroccan rooms and TOTAL SERENITY! An oasis in the middle of chaos.
Marrakesh is crazy, it is everything! Claustrophobic, Loud, dirty, stinking, beautiful, artistic, fascinating, touriststic, warmth, politeness, agressiveness, stress. Acute poverty crashes head-on into extreme wealth.
And it is totally exhausting!
It was like a roller coaster ride.
Merchants and artisans, motor cycles and carts, incredible african and arabic art next to the most terrible touristic rubbish, luxury restaurants next to the street butcher that imediately grills the sheep he just killed.
Simply crazy!Read more