An explosion of deep, enveloping spice aromas alongside the vibrant colours of the souks immediately transported Mr Lavish into a world of contrasts. Morocco rose before his senses in full splendour.
A display of the finest spices unfolded: cinnamon, saffron, pepper and rose petals wafted through the air with an intensity few places can match. Among hand dyed textiles, hammered silver teapots and intricately carved wooden tables, everything seemed designed to indulge the senses without effort.
Thick carpets and centuries-old mosaics welcomed him into a Riad reserved for the privileged few. Tea arrived accompanied by soft dates and a sprig of orange blossom that perfumed the air.
His days passed amid private feasts, hypnotic music and dances. The warm evening breeze caressed his skin as the sky turned orange, reminding him that, as always, his journey must continue.
MORROCO
House Lavish