08/02/2026
My fifth time in Marrakech.
It’s changed so much since I first got lost in the Souks. The modern world is louder here now, and although that's quite sad, the moment I drop into the chaotic carriage, something in me settles. My soul never left. I cannot wait to get back to looked through the photos for my up and coming project! The bartering laughter, smiles and warmth of the place will stay with me. And I survived another visit, against impossible odds without getting hit by a moped! Go me. Next up Dublin...