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            | Marrakech 
        with Maia
 Every major 
        city in Morocco is  famous 
        for one color: there's the blue city of Fes, the green city of Meknes. 
        There's the 'not so white' city of Casablanca, and the whiter city of 
        Rabat. And there is the red city of Marrakech. For red it is, down to 
        the earth-toned cobblestones, and up to the rich red-brownish tan of its 
        walls and houses. According to local legend, when the great Koutoubia 
        mosque (see picture below, hiding behind the cat) was planted in the city's 
        heart, it poured so much blood that all the walls, all the roads and all 
        the houses turned red. And so the city was baptized... "the red medina". 
 Red is a good base color- and the contrast with the city's other tones 
        is striking. Bright green djellabas, lush vegetation, rows of warm sunny 
        oranges. And to top it all off- a never fading blue, blue sky, shining 
        comforting lights upon this marvelous city.
 
 From yesteryear's palaces, to century old mosques, to endless alleys of 
        orange trees, we reveled in the beauty and arts Marrakech, tasting some 
        of the refinement of this once royal dwelling. For Marrakech was an imperial 
        city- twice actually. First in the 12th century- when the Almoravides 
        (a dynasty or Saharan/Southern rulers) made it their capital. And again 
        in the 16th century, when the Saadians claimed it to rival the Wattaside 
        rule in Fes (a transition our dear Leo witnessed and played a modest role 
        in).
 Follow 
        Maia and I through the alleys, arts and lights of Marrakech.(for more on this city, take the 
        Atlas Trip)
 
         
          |  "Touch 
            this image to see the beauties I hide"
 
 
  "Touch 
            this image to see the beauties I hide"
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