Bachelor Weekend

It has been a month since the last post. In that time I have been to Israel with my better half for a friends wedding - more about that in a moment - been busy at work, and last weekend went away with Mr Brown, Mr F, Mr Green, and Mr C for my bachelor weekend in Marrakesh.

The wedding in Israel was great fun, not just because we got to see J & J marry, but I got to meet some of S's family and hang out with her cousins. S got to explore a little of Israel as in the 10 days we were there we spent time in Jerusalem, Tel Aviv and Haifa as well as spending a day up on the Israel-Lebanon border and Rosh HaNikra. Israel is a strange country, far more right wing that when I was last there in 1995, and far more segregated.

So to Marrakesh. The adventure started on one dark wet night in 1975 - well actually it was a warm Thursday evening in Paddington but that isn't as atmospheric - when I was kidnapped by Mr Brown and Mr Green from S's coffee shop and taking on a high speed car ride through London with a pillow case over my head and stockings on theirs.

After what seemed like hours, but was probably no more than 20 minutes, we arrived at where I was to be help captive. The dancer danced, and the conversation sort of flowed but much amusement was had by all. Meeting up with Mr C and Mr F at 3am we made our way to Luton Airport for the 6am flight to Marrakesh.

Mr Green had booked us into a wonderful Riad in the centre of the old city called Riad Dar Mimouna - http://www.riadmimouna.com/

Marrakesh is a beautiful city, and Djemaa el-Fna is incredible. A cacophony of sounds and smells which a photo does not do justice to. So here is a photo and a short video of Djemaa el-Fna.





The Atlas mountains are just incredible, and I feel very lucky to have spent a day walking in them with such good close friends.



As to what else went on. Well what happened on the bachelor weekend stays on the weekend....

Salam Alekum