Let’s Talk About This Window Display

I get it.  The motorbikes, the noise, the heat…the snakes, the smells, the prices…the scam artists, the aggressive henna artists, and the dudes dressed in Moroccan garb who are not artists at all…

But I love Marrakech.  I just do.  That’s why I went twice in one week.

First, I went with these special visitors:

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And then I went with Matt for a little retreat.  This second trip changed my life, but not for the reason you might think.  Once, after moving into my own apartment for the first time, I watched The Exorcism of Emily Rose.  I never fully recovered.  In the same way, a prominent Marrakechian display of life-sized dolls changed my life and I have a feeling, that yet again, I will not recover.

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I almost bought one, just to rescue it…

…but then I thought, “neh, it will probably come to life and strangle me in my bed.”  Believe me, at night with all the back lighting, they take on a whole new horror movie flavor.  Is there really anything else to say about this photo?

Moving along.

This sign got my attention because it was in English.  Seems like a no-brainer, but then again, I guess we Americans lose perspective sometimes when we’re in a strange situation.

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More yarn.

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Where not to go if you’re claustrophobic or have a problem with high stimulus environments or if you have a fear of sharp objects falling on your head.


A rug we wanted to buy.  Also could be captioned, “A rug we did buy.”

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A photo that summarizes the dizzying experience that is Marrakech.


A photo that summarizes our rug-buying problem.


A photo that has nothing to do with Marrakech, but summarizes how cute our kids are.

That’s enough summary photos for now.  See you next time for what might be titled, “This Happens Everyday.”