Marrakech: and a tale of not forgotten dancing

It's been busy.  It's been too busy.  It's been too busy in the insurmountable To Do List way.  Oh, the deadlines.  all. of. them. 

I'm a girl buried under an avalanche of tasks.  (Hello.......... Anyone in there?)

But somewhere deep inside is a different girl.  The one who dances. The one not bothered by deadlines.  The one who takes naps in the afternoon.  And has long talks on the phone.  Yes, the one whose friends drop in to find her music turned all the way up.

Do you know her?   The girl dancing?  She's the one with wings. 

 

Please send her my way if you happen to see her.

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Pssst. I'm in Cairo on assignment.

Marrakech: and a tale of a beautiful riad for sale

Maybe it's time you ran away...........to Marrakech.  (Why I did it myself.)

I might know just the right home should you come to your senses (or lose your marbles, depending on how you look at it).  Because (Can it be?) the beautiful riad in the Marrakech medina.........the one that was in Elle Decor and in Elle Decoration France and  in House & Garden UK..................

.....is for sale.

How I wish it were mine.

 

 



 


 Here are the specs:  Sidi Ben Slimane neighborhood - 15-minute walk to souks + Place Jemma El Fna • titled 250+-year-old home • 2,500 square feet • 3 bedroom / 2.5 baths • central courtyard • ground floor: living room with fireplace, fully equipped kitchen, dining room, study, powder room + large storage/laundry room • 2nd floor: master bedroom/dressing + bath and 2 guest bedrooms (one with ensuite bath) • terrace with tented lounging area • solar hot water+ radiant heat in courtyard 

And all covered with sublime Popham Design tile............

Only $325,000.  Worth so so much more.  Did I mention it comes furnished, save a few pieces of art?  Contact: caitlin at cdowesandes@gmail.com

Please buy it and invite me over for mint tea.

Marrakech: and a tale of wine tasting at Peacock Pavilions B&B

It was in my dining room at Peacock Pavilions.  The wine tasting, the Moroccan wine tasting. All reds.  The bottles huddled covered in a corner, waiting, anonymous.

And then the bottles were spread out, one by one.  And the guests came in.

Wine was poured, each bottle in its turn.

Alex, our star Peacock Pavilions intern was in charge.  His many months on a French vineyard came in handy.  We all learned a thing or two about wine -- how to peer at it, smell it, taste it.  Then we scored each of the wines on specially prepared Peacock Pavilions cards. 

We drank and then we drank more.  But there were canapes to make sure that we didn't drink ourselves silly. (Cough)

And then it was time for the big reveal.   Which wines had been scored highest? Which were the best value?

Oh there were surprises!

And in the end all that were left were the wines, revealed of all their secrets.  The one that came in 6th place, looked down right embarrassed.....

PS After 3 months, it's our last day with Star Intern Alex.  Sniff.  We loved having you, Alex, and are so grateful for all your help.  So now I'd like to raise my glass to you.  Best of luck doing whatever it is that lawyers do in London.  You are always welcome at Peacock Pavilions.  Always.

Marrakech: and an overwhelmed tale

All the deadlines, all the to do lists, all the inboxes. 

All the emails that have gone unanswered, the help requests that have gone unhelped, the phone calls that have gone unreturned. 

All the things to make, the gardens to plant.  the recipes to try. 

All the pounds to lose.  On me, on my shoulders... in my brain.

I am trying to remember, really remember, the time when all that was before me was the anticipation.....

 
of being air bound...... light, so light.  

before the cool splash of water.

Are you trying to remember, too?