Whether you plan to visit Marrakech for a week or more, or if you are staying for just a couple of days, here are some tips to get you on your way. Upon your arrival, you will constantly have offers from taxi drivers and young boys wanting to be your guides. These folks can be helpful but if you are more interested in making your own way (and saving a bit of money otherwise used to tip these guys) I would highly suggest getting a map (about 10MAD or 1USD) and a sim card for your phone, (Maroc Telecom gives a sim and 1 gig data for 3USD, also cheap and easy to top up). It is also suggested that if you do want a guide, go through official services rather than accepting offers on the street. I would also recommend wandering and seeing what you find rather than rushing to each tourist destination as you will get a better feeling and energy of this amazing city. That being said, here are a few of the places that may be worth checking out during a visit to Marrakech! **
All things considering, working in a location independent manner does not seem like a path that I would ever try and go down. For one thing, I am not a huge fan of technology, though I am fairly efficient in using it. I believe that it vacuums you in and takes up much of your time; I am guilty of being caught up too, don’t worry. It also takes away a certain amount of privacy, and oftentimes without asking you. The amount Facebook knows or has deduced to my location, conversations, etc. is somewhat frightening (especially as I learn more about it).
Other times, to be able to utilize certain aspects of the internet you have to provide more information than you might like. I am definitely dragging my feet on this one. In my ideal world, I could scribble down my amazing words, put it on a paper boat and send it out to the world. Fat chance for that. I am afforded no such anonymity for the work I provide others, nor for the writing I share. If I want to market it in an efficient manner, I must also, in a way, tag my name, my FB account or various other accounts in order to have it seen. Though I am by no means famous, every little bit I must give up to the monster that is the internet eats at my soul.
Landing in Marrakech, the sunlight lit a bright sand-colored city sitting in a bowl of mountains on the edge of a desert. There is something calming about the symmetry I could see from the airplane windows, but this is where this atmosphere ended.