MOROCCO IS LIKE A WOMAN WITH VEIL

FROM OUTSIDE AS YOU CAN IMAGINE IS BEAUTIFUL.

Flying to Marrakech feel my pulse quickens, I can not wait to get to Djemaa el Fna, this place conquered my heart makes 7 years and as a first love, It is an unforgettable feeling. Not for nothing, the square was declared a World Heritage Oral.
I want to sit there, in a cafe overlooking the Koutoubia Mosque to take what is known as Berber whiskey, it clogs the famous Moroccan mint tea.
I just think to arrive before sunset, to see it in correctly, when the smoke from the food begins to dominate the square. The continuous bombardment of odors, intoxicating colors and sounds make you feel in the Middle Ages. Especially seeing carriages, bicycles and carts pulled by mules carrying all kinds of merchandise.
Tourists throng in sidewalk cafes trying to captivate with their cameras now, but it is an impossible task, I tried numerous times and even got to reflect half of what you see and live within it.
It is best to run down the stairs of coffee and mingle with the people of this legendary square. Where, positions with fruits and juices, find acrobats, Wizards, musicians, hairdressers, Dentists sacamuelas, monkeys, Snakes, water vendors, Boxers, faquires, I guess pulling the cards and women covered by veils that you can barely see their eyes. But not all things are cute, I llevé an unpleasant surprise, very furry feet are a Moroccan when she tattooed with henna. Drums can also listen, tambourine, comedians and charlatans of all kinds, which together with flutes and snake charmers several songs, mixed with calls to prayer from mosques.
While writing these lines, in flight, felt a tingling in my legs, was adrenaline, I could not wait to be in that place again. That to me is undoubtedly, the best place in Africa.

 

Javier Remon

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