It’s like someone scribbled over the top of these leaves.

Taking photos in Marrakech was tricky as people tended to scowl or demand money. This was furtively snapped while trying to find the entrance into a palace in Marrakech (sadly it was closed).

Seen on a wall in Marrakech. Not sure who the boys are, but they sure are ultra crazy.

Women were selling biscuits from plastic bags all over Marrakech. The biscuits might be an amazing Moroccan delicacy however I never tried as the bags always contained a lot of wasps. I’m not a big fan of wasps.

Hot air ballooning is, apart from the bursts of burner noise, such a calm and peaceful experience. You go where the wind takes you, and we floated over a Berber village. Sadly it was a little misty, but it was still a great experience, and made all the more so by the wonderfully energetic Hamid from Marrakech By Air.

This old man was sat looking intently at something in his hands, while all kinds of chaos transpired around him at Jemaa el Fna.

Dining at Jemaa el Fna is probably best left to the locals.