When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise, and imposes a rhythm upon everything in me that is bewildered and confused. —Rainer Maria Rilke When drowned by stress, I go to one of my Happy Places which is often the ocean. In my 2015 travels…
At Manzil la Tortue one escapes the mayhem of Marrakesh and enjoys glamping at its finest.
I did it. I bared all to be pampered like a princess and bathed like a baby. And I liked it. Marrakesh Must-dos for a Girl’s Day Out are what I call the 3 Ss–souk shopping, Jemaa el- Fnaa Square, and a scrub. By- day the largest market in Africa hops with henna and monkeys and snakes, Oh My. And by- night, pop up…
Elegant and beautiful. Mysterious and still. Oh, Resplendent Respite. When I accepted an invitation to visit the Royal Mansour, I didn’t realize I’d be entering a sumptuous city handmade on command. King Mohammed VI commissioned over 1000 artists from Marrakech, Fez, Meknes and Essaouira to use the finest materials in crafting the showcase of Moroccan splendor which opened in 2010. Here guests are guided…