If I had to choose just one word to describe Marrakech, it would be alive. The city pulses with color, sound, fragrance, and soul—an experience that stirs all your senses at once.
Starting with stillness
We began our trip with a few days of relaxation before diving into the city’s energy. We chose the Fairmont Royal Palm Marrakech as our base—a resort known for its heated pools, which the kids absolutely adored.
Mornings started slow: I went for jogs through the golf fields, soaking in the dry, golden light of the Atlas Mountains. We spent our days indulging in Moroccan cuisine, savoring fragrant tagines and the ever-present mint tea, poured with flair during the traditional tea ceremony. Axel, as always, was drawn to the rhythms of live traditional music played in the courtyards—he has an ear for melody and could’ve danced for hours.
Into the Heart of the City
After our peaceful start, we moved into the heart of the medina, staying at 72 Riad Living. This traditional Moroccan house had everything we were hoping for: authenticity, comfort, and character. The owner, an Italian woman, welcomed us with such grace and style—we connected instantly.
On arrival, we were greeted with a ceremonial hand-washing ritual, a thoughtful gesture that set the tone for our stay. Our room was spacious, serene, and spotless—the perfect haven after bustling days in the souks. I’d recommend this riad to anyone wanting an elegant, boutique experience in the medina.
Majorelle Gardens
Our city exploration began with a visit to the iconic Majorelle Gardens. The electric blues and yellows, set against cacti and bamboo, are unforgettable. The kids ran around happily, treating the paths like a colorful maze—a wonderful way to introduce them to Yves Saint Laurent’s artistic legacy and the beauty of Moroccan horticulture.
Jemaa el-Fnaa: A living stage
As the sun set, we found ourselves drawn into the Jemaa el-Fnaa, Marrakech’s legendary square. In the evening, it becomes a living theater: snake charmers, acrobats, henna artists, street food stalls, storytellers, musicians. There’s an organized chaos to it that’s both intense and mesmerizing. We stayed until the lights glowed over the smoke of grilled meats and orange juice vendors—an unforgettable sensory overload.
Studio Sana Benzaitar and Soufiane Zarib
One day was dedicated to carpet hunting—a must in Morocco. After discovering Studio Sana Benzaitar online, we knew we had to visit. Sana’s artisanal approach and deep passion for her craft came through in every thread and pattern. Her rugs aren’t just textiles—they’re stories woven in wool. It felt like visiting an artist’s atelier rather than a store. Another designer-y place we found intriguing was Sofiane’s Zarib store. The decor, the rugs feel all very authentic and carefully selected.
Bahia Palace & Saadian Tombs
Another highlight was the stunning Bahia Palace, with its intricate tilework, carved cedar ceilings, and light-filled courtyards. It’s a masterpiece of 19th-century Moroccan architecture, designed to impress—and it does. Afterward, we visited the Saadian Tombs, which I found deeply moving. These hidden royal tombs, discovered only in the 20th century, are beautifully preserved, silent and serene, that tell a story of respect for those who came before us. And the need of having a place to honour them and respect them after death.
We enjoyed a rooftop lunch, basking in the sun, watching the minarets rise above the medina rooftops—a perfect break.
Museums, Mosques & Mint Tea at La Mamounia
The next day we explored the Dar el Bacha Museum of Confluences, a gem tucked away in the medina, with rotating exhibits and beautiful architecture. On our way to visit a mosque, we took a detour to enjoy tea at the legendary Mamounia Hotel. The tea service was refined, and the setting lush and elegant—but perhaps a bit too quiet for young loud kids. Still, it offered a moment of stillness and luxury, a reminder of the city’s many faces.
Boys at the barber shop
One of the most charming surprises? The boys getting haircuts at a local barbershop. Watching them take in the environment—the precision of the barber, the tools, the banter in Arabic—was a cultural experience in itself. They sat like little gentlemen in oversized chairs, and we left with both fresh cuts and fresh smiles.
Until Next Time, Morocco
Marrakech captivated us. It’s a city of contrasts—tranquility and chaos, color and calm, history and modernity. Every corner offers a story.
We’re already dreaming of our next Moroccan adventure: Essaouira, Fez, and of course, the desert dunes of Merzouga. There’s so much more to discover in this beautiful country.
We’ll be back. Inshallah.