Today we were on our own, a bit intimidating after being looked after at every turn by our guide. The streets of Marrakech beckoned so we went off in search of the Museum of Photography, and the Saadian Tombs. The tombs we found because they were close by! They were quite magnificent and a lovely quiet place amidst the bustling streets. The photography museum was more challenging. We became side tracked and each of us had different ideas of where to go. Bill was the only one with a working phone but even that was difficult. The street names were unintelligible or non existent but eventually we found our way around the souk and through some more upmarket shops to the museum. What an amazing place and fantastic photos. We discovered there was a terrace cafe from which we had a view over the city. In the lane a musician sang and played his oud(?) a type of guitar with three strings. He had a beautiful voice.We topped him as we passed.
We then had to find our way back to the Riad to meet our driver who was taking us to the YSL museum. We were crossing the Jemaa el-Fnaa hoping to see some snakes for Irene. Bill was busy observing where we were heading when he glanced out of the corner of his eye. He was just about to stand on a Cobra! Boy did he jump. We all laughed when one of the snake men slapped his forehead while looking at Bill. In hysterics we bustled on, all trying to avoid being run down by horse and carriages and looking for the way back.
We arrived successfully and then set off again for the museum. The fashion held here represents the themes that influenced YSL. It was a sensuous, immersive audiovisual experience. We returned to our Riad and said our final farewells to Ridouane and Rasheed. Those two men made our trip so memorable. Ridouane in particular was just wonderful. So vigilant and caring but lots of fun too.
He found a map of Morocco and marked our trip for us. It will be a wonderful momento.