10 January 2026
On our final day in Morocco, we dedicated our time to Marrakesh. Known as the “Pearl of the South,” the city is defined by its iconic reddish-ochre walls that seem to glow with an almost illusory hue under the setting sun.
Travel Tip: Cash is King
Before diving into the itinerary, a word of caution: In Marrakesh, cash is everything. Whether it was entrance fees for historical sites, local restaurants, or souk stalls, every transaction required Dirhams. Make sure to have enough cash before heading out; finding an ATM in the winding labyrinth of the Medina is a challenge you donโt want during a busy day.
El Badi Palace: The Splendor of Decay
Our first stop was El Badi Palace (Palais El Badi). Built in 1578 by Sultan Ahmad al-Mansur to commemorate his victory over the Portuguese, it was once funded by gold and sugar and hailed as the “Eighth Wonder of the World.”
- The Ruinous Beauty: Today, the palace is largely a shell of its former self. While the main building was under renovation, I found myself drawn to its “ruinous beauty.” I particularly loved the underground rooms and dungeons. Walking through those cool, vaulted brick passages allows you to imagine the immense wealthโgold, ivory, and spicesโonce stored here.
Visitor Tip: Entry is approximately 70 Dirhams. Allow 1โ1.5 hours to explore the grounds and the underground tunnels.
Bahia Palace: The Pinnacle of Moroccan Craftsmanship
Next, we walked to Bahia Palace. If El Badi represents the weight of history, Bahia represents the height of Moroccan aesthetics. Built in the late 19th century, its name translates to “Brilliance,” and it certainly lives up to it.
The intricate Zellige (mosaic) tilework here is staggering. Every geometric pattern feels like a silent testament to the patience of Moroccan artisans. From the carved cedarwood ceilings to the tranquil courtyards, the palace offers a window into the luxurious lives of the grand viziers.ใ
Ben Youssef Madrasa: The Campus of My Dreams
Walking north from the square, we reached the Ben Youssef Madrasa. Once the largest Islamic college in North Africa, it used to house over 900 students.
- Architectural Wonder: The central courtyard, with its reflecting pool and intricate stucco carvings, is breathtaking.
- Personal Reflection: I spent time exploring the student quarters. The rooms are small and dimly lit, but the way the sunlight hits the wood and stone is perfect. Looking at these beautiful structures, I couldn’t help but think: If my school had been built this beautifully, or if a boarding school had such stunning rooms, I would have wished to enter a boarding school.
Lost in the Souks & Africa Cup Fever
The walk from Jemaa el-Fnaa to the Madrasa leads you through endless rows of Souks (market streets).
While the sun was scorching outside, the covered stalls kept the narrow alleys cool and shaded, making the walk feel like an adventure rather than a chore. We got lost among the spices, leather, and ceramicsโwhich is honestly the best way to experience Marrakesh.
The Atmosphere: There was a palpable sense of excitement in the air because of the Africa Cup. Football is a religion here, and you could see crowds gathered around every small TV and radio, waiting for the matches. While Iโm not a football fan, witnessing their collective passion was an experience in itself.
Farewell Morocco: Spain, Here We Come Again
Marrakesh is bustling, loud, and filled with a raw energy that stays with you. Iโm glad we ended our trip with Fes and Marrakesh. These were the two most “intimidating” cities to me initially due to their scale and intensity, but they turned out to be the most lively and rewarding for a traveler.
Tonight marks our last night in Morocco. Tomorrow, we fly to Barcelona. Spain, here we go again!
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