I've been AWOL all week, as I was in sunny Morocco! A wonderful break from the cold misery that London's been, although being in Marrakech did come with its downsides. Apparently, I'm allergic to the sun and the dust, and Marrakech is, by far, the most polluted city I've ever visited. I even had trouble breathing at times!!! Maybe, I'm just delicate... Anyway, we stayed at a fantastic riad, which provided us with a scrumptious breakfast, and despite being in some dark decrepit alleyway, it was really amazing. The guys who ran it are French, and they were superb, and we ended up getting lots of advice from them. I even got to practice my French (Bonjour Monsieur, parlez-vous anglais? and je ne comprends pas covers it!).
Marrakech isn't a pretty city, but what it doesn't have in beauty, it makes up for in character. The main square and the souks are bustling with people, and everyone's trying to drag you into their store/stall. You practically had to bargain for everything, which was slightly tiresome, as I'm a "fixed price" kind-of girl. However, when they ask for 280 dirhams for something, and eventually sell you the item for 80, you have to wonder...
Also, Sex and the City 2 was being shot in Morocco while we were there too - about five minutes away from where we were staying. It's funny, as, last time we were in New York, we saw some scenes being filmed in Central Park as well, for the first movie. So, the three of us have been contemplating our next holiday location, just to see if we'll run into the Sex and the City crew again... and, none of us are fans - just for the record!
Unfortunately, while I did take two books with me, my eyes reacted to the dust and the sun, and for most of the holiday, my eyes were watering, and I couldn't read. Like an idiot, I left my glares back home, and that did my eyes in. I was walking with my eyes closed while outside, and that wasn't out of choice. Sucks, as my eyes are closed in more than half the pictures we took outdoors.
Oh well, I'm back in London now, and have enjoyed breathing the clean fresh air (!), being blown away by the wind, and experiencing tube trouble - all in a day's work! It's good to be home.