Building in Marakkech

What To Do In Marrakech, A Guide / 

Were it up to me, The Caliph’s House by Tahir Shah, would be required reading for anyone traveling to Morocco. Without having read this candidly funny novel, I’m sure I would’ve been confused, baffled, and bewildered during our visit to Marrakech.

After spontaneously moving his family to Morocco from the UK, Shah buys a home—the Caliph’s House —and begins the arduous task of renovating it. At the same time he’s attempting to rebuild his family’s lives in a foreign country. They learn all too quickly that nothing in Morocco goes exactly as planned and never in a time frame that makes outward sense.

Rational and irrational thinking collide in a whimsical and oftentimes unbelievable manner. I found myself laughing out loud throughout the book, loving the effervescent and colorful prose.

Marrakech buildings

Magical Arrivals

The Shah’s story lingers in my mind as we exit the doors of Marrakech Airport, a piece of jaw-dropping architecture worth a visit in it’s own right. Our task? To locate our hotel sign among the several hundred Moroccan taxi and limo drivers. The logo, an iconic fan, should be been pretty easy to spot, I think.

My husband and I take several loops of the crowd together. Then we split up and take a few loops solo. No sign. No driver. Eventually, we stand at the center of the crowd, who form a circle around us. Five minutes lapse. Then a strange thing appears on my left—a very large sign on a very tall stick, with a very black fan logo. Our driver has materialized, seemingly out of thin air.

I ask him where he’s been all this time? With absolute surprise and genuine sincerity, he replies, ‘Madame! But I have been standing right here the whole time!” My husband and I look at each other in disbelief. Then I remember Shah’s story and relax. There’s no point in arguing with him. He’s been here the whole time, of course. We must have overlooked him. So begins our journey in Marrakech.

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The souks

What To Do In Marrakech: Get Lost In The Souks

I have a list of adjectives I think illustrate Marrakech—vibrant, eclectic, bustling, electric. However, the buzzy current of the Berber Empire is much more than what is seen on the surface. So what to do during our week ahead in this energized city?

First up, is the Medina—the old walled medieval part of town. The Medina is a dense maze of Moroccan capitalism with a photo op at every turn. The souks (markets) are not solely for souvenir shopping, I learn. As I wander the narrow passageways, I see layers of activity.

I stumble upon an entire alley of shoemakers. Each stall was about as wide as the shoemaker himself. In a series of memorized movements, he hammers, cuts, then casually tosses the leather soles into a pile of identical soles. Another alley has lantern makers. The artisans punch through thin copper to create delicate pieces as they’ve likely been doing for a century. While it looks like a performance for the tourists, it’s simple everyday life.

Rug shop in the souks Elderly lady selling spices Woman selling spices

What To Do In Marrakech: Hire A Guide

We hire a private guide, knowing full well he will take us to his brother’s uncle’s best friend’s rug shop. His predictability makes me smile. Yet, without him, how would we see market life in full swing? The haggling and negotiating. The rug seller’s touristy ceremonial show, complete with steaming hot mint tea. We’re told if we find something we’d like to buy, to go back the next day without a guide. We will likely get a better price since no commissions will need to be paid. An insider tip, indeed.

 The ornate Bahia Palace The ornate Bahia Palace colorful light

Our guide steers us towards beautiful architectural gems, including the ornate Bahia Palace. He secures us a reservation at a lively rooftop restaurant and gives us enough sense of local history that we aren’t walking nose-deep in our guidebook. 

Stalls in the Medina Stalls in the Medina Lantern shop in the Medina Stalls in the Medina

We buy local argan oil from sellers promising eternal youth and an end to age spots and smell colorful spices waft through the air. Snake charmers fleece us after draping cobras around our necks, refusing to remove them until a suitable price is paid. We love every minute of the chaos, (even the snakes) and give props to his entrepreneurial skills. 

Lunch at Nomad restaurant Lunch at Nomad restaurant

What To Do In Marrakech: Eat Above The Markets

Restaurant Nomad’s entrance is in a dark, narrow, corridor of the Medina. We climb an equally dark, narrow, staircase wondering if this is really where we want to have lunch? We reach a door and then immediately shield our eyes. The sun is high in the sky above us on Nomad’s exposed rooftop patio overlooking the Medina.

As if on cue, we are handed straw hats to deter the sun and settle into our seats. We observe the markets from above and feel fortunate to have secured such a prime spot to eat. The food was classic Moroccan, mezze platters and yogurts, house-marinated olives, tagines, and traditional briouat (savory puff-pastry filled with meat and cheese, lemon, and pepper). A long leisurely lunch ensues.

Terrasse des Epices lunch Terrasse des Epices lunch

Terrasse des Epices

And while we love Nomad, we enjoy the next day’s rooftop lunch even more. Terrasse des Epices is a hot lunch ticket, with crowds from morning until night. Terrasse des Epices has sheltered alcoves to sit and absorb the convivial scene. The clientele is a mix of families and hipster tourists. A Moroccan DJ from Essaouira is set up in the middle of it all, dancing and having the time of his life.

Our DJ doesn’t miss a beat and plays new remixes of old classics that inspire even the 40-somethings on the terrace. No one looks like they have any desire to leave. This may be partially due to the fact that Terrasse des Epices is one of the only restaurants within the Medina walls to serve alcohol. We order a bottle of rosé and stay put for a while.

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The Mandarin Oriental Hotel exterior The Mandarin Oriental Hotel pool villa exterior

Grounds of The Mandarin Oriental

What To Do In Marrakech: Stay At The Mandarin Oriental

When traveling a city, we typically spend the morning wandering and sightseeing, have lunch, then head back to our hotel to lounge for the afternoon. We choose the Mandarin Oriental, which lies 10 minutes from the city center. It’s an enormous and tropical property, and we feel far from the hustle of town. The hotel has 54 stand-alone private villas, most with private pools set within walled courtyards.

The Mandarin Oriental Hotel lobby The Mandarin Oriental Hotel lobby The Mandarin Oriental Hotel lobby

The entire property is alive with rose bushes in full bloom. 100,000 fragrant roses are spread over 20 hectares which we admire one afternoon via the hotel’s complimentary bikes. Bougainvillea, golden barrel cacti, climbing vines, and mature olive trees dot the landscape. An explosion of flora.

The hotel design is modern Moroccan decor: bold, graphic lines, black and white marble, tall, narrow archways, and shallow inner courtyard pools.

Pool villa   Pool villa bedroom  Pool villa courtyard Pool villa jacuzzi

What To Do In Marrakech: Don’t Leave The Room

Our room feels like a home—but not my home, mind you. It has a living area with a daybed and a bar. A platform bed in the master suite looks squarely onto a long rectangular pool. The oversized bathroom has a personal hammam-style shower and a deep stand-alone tub.

The outside space also boasts a daybed, an outdoor kitchen, and a beautiful fireplace the staff will light upon request. It’s a challenge to pull ourselves away for dinner. 

Al Fassia dinner

What To Do In Marrakech: Dine at Al Fassia

Another Caliph’s House moment presents itself at dinner. I’d made a few reservations in advance, and Al Fassia, an all-women run restaurant, was high on my list. I know there are two locations so I’m sure to be clear as to the location we would like to go to. Fifteen minutes later, we are dropped off at Al Fassia.

It’s beautiful. Lush, romantic gardens, outdoor nooks—a tranquil oasis. We walk in and give our name only to discover, you guessed it, we are at the wrong Al Fassia. And no, this location has no available tables this evening. Deep breath.

We call another taxi and head to the other Al Fassia. The food is good, but the first Al Fassia would have been a better choice, as it was in a less urban environment. Another exercise in patience in the frenetic world of Marrakech.

Butcher in the Medina The Medina The Medina archways

What To Do In Marrakech: Shop and Haggle

The following day, we shop. We aimlessly wander the ancient passageways, picking up souvenirs for our families at home. While waiting for my friend to pay at a nearby stall, I stand against a wall to take in the whirlwind of market life. Perhaps, only because I’m not moving do I notice an interesting shop set further back from the others.

I walk into a treasure trove of beautifully curated pieces of art, ceramics, textiles, furniture, and rugs. Old and new, Moroccan and Persian—it’s a visual explosion. Hakim is the owner, and his warm and friendly manner entertains us as we shop. Hakim prepares tea for us. It has thick bundles of mint leaves overflowing from colorful rattan-wrapped glasses. It’s a welcome respite from the busy souks, for sure.

La Porte D’Or shop Mint tea at La Porte D’Or

Hakim’s hidden shop is called La Porte d’Or. His clientele seeks him out from across the globe, interior designers, politicians, and celebrities included. We buy a ceramic bowl, which I’ll add to my collection at home, as well as other pieces of art. I haggle, which I don’t enjoy, but realize it’s not only customary but expected.

The Royal Mansour The Royal Mansour detail The Royal Mansour gardens The Royal Mansour gardens

What To Do In Marrakech: ‘Enjoy’ A Hammam Experience

We are told not to miss a hammam treatment (a traditional Moroccan cleansing and bathing ritual). A friend had recommended traveling to the spa at The Royal Mansour although most hotel spas offer the hammam treatment.

If Marrakech is a city of high-density, magnetic and outrageous color, then the spa at the Royal Mansour is quite positively the total absence of it.

The Royal Mansour hammam/spa

I step through a dark, thick, wooden doorway and enter a world of double-height glass cathedral ceilings and white roses—set within a room of white wrought-iron latticework. It’s a stark contrast to the vibrancy of life outside. Then I’m led to a lounge with cushy daybeds where I await my therapist. 

The Royal Mansour hammam/spa The Royal Mansour hammam/spa white roses

The treament

The treatment itself leaves my skin feeling like a newborn baby. First, I lay on a hot slab of marble where the therapist scrubs off layers of unwanted skin with an abrasive Kessa mitt. Next, warm water is poured (actually thrown) all over me. 

A massage with various therapeutic oils is next, followed by an eye-popping cold water plunge that brings me back to reality. I’ll admit, it’s an unusual way to get pampered. Yet, I felt shockingly invigorated. The treatment awakens senses I didn’t even know I had.

Man in the Medina Horse and buggy

What To Do In Marrakech: Explore, Explore, Explore

Marrakech is a city of layers, each one revealing something unique and mesmerizing. I realize I’ve only just begun to scratch the surface. In hindsight, I wish I’d stopped more often to absorb it. Marrakech is constantly moving, and I was too often simply caught in the wave. 

Ceramics shop Souks detail

Tahir Shah and his family had a year in Morocco to discover the culture, explore the country, and immerse themselves in the local traditions. We have two weeks. But I thank Shah for preparing us for the time we did have there, through humor, candor, and wit. For giving me the ability to laugh things off that would have otherwise frustrated me.

Marrakech is a city to unwrap, like a treasure. Perhaps one day I will have another chance to explore it.

The Caliph's House

Book It:

The Caliph’s House charts a year’s journey of Tahir Shah and his family. They uproot their lives by leaving dreary London for the colorful, captivating world of Casablanca. Funny, candid, and insightful, I couldn’t have enjoyed my trip to Morocco nearly as much if I hadn’t read this memoir first.

Bonus: Take An Authentic Food Tour

I find Marrakech Food Tours too late. But it’s not too late for those reading this post. Youssef and Amanda started their food tour business in 2014 after discovering a culinary hole in the city. They established a new way for tourists to best enjoy the authentic Moroccan food they had at home.

A truly immersive experience with a heavy dose of local insight. Whether an evening street food tour or an artisanal one based around the trades of the souks, eat as the locals eat. I only wish I had known about this hidden gem before our trip.

Bonus: Take On The Countryside

The scenic Atlas Mountains are only an hour outside of Marrakech. What better way to combine a little countryside with our busy city experience, we think? Our next stop? The decadent and low-key  Kasbah Bab Ourika. Just click to follow me there.

Mandarin Oriental pool view  Mandarin Oriental courtyard of pool villa Room interior  Mandarin Oriental breakfast

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by: Jamie Edwards

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