48 HOURS
Marrakech is a delightful shock to the senses. I can’t believe that in just over three hours, I’m in the midst of the medina, being walked by my guide to the riad where I’ll be staying, which contains exquisite green-tiled fioors, fountains, fez hats and birdsong. A refreshing mint tea later, I receive directions to the market, heading for the main square and souks. I’m dazzled by treasures: silks, leather, silver, hand-carved trinket boxes and baskets. I haggle for a small wooden box with a toy snake inside for my son – 50 dirhams…