All right, my dear non-exis. Frau Mayer is done. A very long, very painful, very tiresome phase of her life is over.
Now I'm looking forward to loads of decluttering, my move to the city I love, loads of planning, decorating and enjoying life.
I'm feeling so powerless I've spent the day in bed. Finally, I have some time to show none of you my Morocco pics.
Here we go!
Our riad in Marrakech. It's a really good one. If you speak French, hehe. Otherwise, it's just a good place where you can't talk to anyone. Which is OK, too cause I had someone to talk/cuddle with me.
All Moroccan riads have this lovely pool in the middle which never gets used. It does look good in pictures, though.
Let's keep talking about out riad. It had this absolutely amazingly decorated bathroom which I just wanted to rip out and take with me. I had to stick to pictures, though and I'm trying to comfort myself saying I'd get tired of all those colours in a couple of weeks. Hail simple white bathrooms, bla bla.
Breakfast at the patio. Blue-white dishes. Sun. Palm trees. Well...
This is Achmed carrying our breakfast. It's nice to be a capitalist from time to time.
This is going to be a little teaser for the next post where I'm going to tell you why I didn't like Morocco too much, what tips might come in handy when shopping in medinas, what to bring with you, what to watch out for and why the hell I wasn't allowed to buy a sink (I did buy a carpet and use it to fly home, he he he)