Hitch 2012 - Day Eighteen, Back to Marrakech

We got the CTM bus to Marrakech and it was boiling hot. We got a taxi with some Polish girls who were studying in Lisbon. They went to the Wacka Wacka hostel and we went to the place we'd stayed before with Nick and Charlie. After dumping our bags we went out for a bit, Aiden got some food and we got some 2d ice creams. We looked round some of the souks and then the main square where I freaked Aiden out by walking too close to a snake. We went looking for a place to eat for later and had a nice chat with the guy from tent 118 about England. The prices there were pretty cheap but when we went to 117 where we'd eaten with Nick and Charlie and a guy who introduced himself as 'Jamie Oliver' and said I had beautiful eyes and asked Aiden how many camels he'd take for me. He said he'd give him the whole Saharra or 200d for one night with me. We laughed and then sat down for free tea and they made Aiden get up and try to get people to come and eat at their tent. It didn't really work but he looked pretty funny in the coat. 

When we left they wanted us to stay and sit with them but we decided to go and get orange juice instead and headed back to the hotel, where I sat on the roof and read for a while. When we went back out Aiden and I were chatting to a rather stoned spices sale man who sold him a dead chameleon. He was running around telling us lots of things, but Aiden was specifically interested in the leopard skin and I liked the tortoises. While we were all looking at it James and Lewis and Becky came and jumped on me, scaring the hell out of me.

We went with them into town in search of a bar, but all we found was a shady looking place with bars on the windows. We got a taxi back and walked around the stalls for a while, getting some free Moroccan whiskey. We then moved onto our second free tea (third if you count the one we got earlier at about 5) where a guy asked me to be his girlfriend for the day and Aiden had to arm wrestle some guy. James and the others went home then so we said goodbye and then moved on to where we found ourselves at 117 again. We say down for more free tea and ended up staying until 1.30am! They taught me how to write my name in Arabic :)

There was a guy who had done kickboxing and could take out some of his teeth because they were knocked out. He did some magic tricks but all the others just laughed at him. One guy offered to buy me for a million camels and the whole desert but I said I'd rather go with the kick boxer who offered me a five star hotel and a pool! They wanted to take pictures so took Aidens phone but after a few picture the guy just ran off with it. All the other guys pretended that they didn't know him and that he'd stolen his phone. We laughed when we realised it was all a joke and he came back pretty quickly. They were all pretty impressed with Aidens scars and tattoos, and we all ended up having a pretty good night with them.