woke up to the sound of... well, Marrakech. the air's thick with humidity, or maybe it's just my imagination. either way, the temp's a solid 29.03°c right now. hope you like that kind of thing. i just checked and it's... there right now, hope you like that kind of thing. but honestly? it's a sweaty hug. perfect for people-watching at a cafe where the wifi's as slow as a camel caravan.

if you get bored, casablanca is just a short drive away. or if you're feeling adventurous, try the medina at midnight. someone told me that the spice markets smell like a dream but also like you've walked through a giant cinnamon roll. i heard that from a guy who looked like he'd been eating nothing but tagine for a month.

*gear list (because even nomads need to look put together):
- a hat that's seen better days
- a phone charger that's seen better chargers
- a notebook filled with half-baked ideas
- a wallet that's lighter than my hopes for a cold shower

pro-tip: if you're staying near the medina, avoid the 'local guides' who look like they stepped out of a tourist brochure. they'll charge you triple. instead, follow the guy selling mint tea on the corner. he'll show you the real spots.

overheard gossip: 'the riad down the alley has a rooftop view, but the owner's cat is a diva.' true story.

review: someone told me that the local coffee is life-changing but also addictive. i tried it. now i'm questioning my life choices.

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tags*: travel, marrakech, nomad, chaos, coffee

Marrakech: Where the Coffee's Strong and the Heat's a Hug

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