Wednesday, 30 March 2011

Moroccan hangover

OOO I loved Morocco. What I saw of it, anyway. Due to my incredibly high-flying, talented sister's relationship with Hilton Hotel, I ended up staying in the most opulent resort imaginable on the coast near El Jadid. It was a speedy weekend visit, taking in the hotel pool, hotel spa, hotel restaurants and hotel bar - but the organisers did also squeeze in time for an afternoon at the Souk in El Jadid. I was struck by how friendly and communal the place felt. And I loved using my rusty French all over the place!

Now back, and though down twenty degrees in temperature, I'm excited to be in conversation with an artists agency. Will keep you posted!

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