Freshly arrived here in Marrakech. With real life, the Lifestyle of the tourists here has nothing to do.

What to do in Marrakech? Visit this, shop that, smoke things, good price.

The flown guests from X and Y are chimeras in this city. With each person’s price paid, with every kilometre travelled in the lavishly decorated horse-drawn carriage towards Medina or in the holiday resorts stomped out of the ground, they solidify the image of the one yearning for dispersion and miracles, always empty bellies on legs from Central Europe or anywhere else.
King of the Poor is called King Mohammed VI, and the deeper you venture into the Suqs or out of the cities, the louder the banknotes rustle into your own pockets and sing you a song of precarious conditions. Cha-ching, Klim-bim, here plays a different Music.

Not far from one of the tourist hotspots, the Djemaa el Fna, starts the Shuttle to the less than 40 kilometres out of town located ANIMA Garden. 12 for international guests. 6 for locals.