“Looking is free”. “What you looking for?” “Just a minute in my shop”. You don’t have to be in the red-walled medina of Marrakesh long before a shopkeeper or tout will distract your attention. After a week exploring the colourful souks and dodging the carnival of characters that befriend green-eyed newcomers to this city (snakecharmers, castanet-clanging water sellers, turbaned potion-sellers) Marrakesh has defeated me. In a good way that is. I’m jumping back on the bike tomorrow and heading into the High Atlas – last real mountains for a long time.

As well as the now familiar slideshow, I’ve managed to upload some audio recordings from Marrakesh. The first is the Muezzin sounding the call to prayer and the second is from the Djemaa el Fna, the heart of Marrakesh. Let me know what you think.