Morocco
Marrakesh, at the Jemaa el Fna square,
my imagination stood still! The Medina (the old city center,)
grabbed me, stunning my senses, opening pores I didn't know I had,
flooding me as I stood awestruck!

A splash of water leads you down an alley,
To a place where women paint your hands with henna,
and to hammams (Turkish baths,) in marble,
where soft strong hands caress your body and soul.
The aroma of mint tea pours through ancient doors
beckoning you to knock and enter,
and when you do you enter into the center of Riads,
Inner courtyards where columns of colorful zellige, (hand cut tiles,)
create an ambiance that make you feel like are living in a kaleidoscope.
High mountains of spices burst flavor like exotic kisses.
and snake charmers really do charm.
Photos: My cousin Julie and I went to Marrakesh, we stayed at the Mamounia, the entire trip was an unbelievable magical dream.
My Amazon: A cookbook that offers the flavors of the spice of these photos!






great pictures! marrakech is my favorite place!
Posted by: MoRocco | 01 June 2007 at 04:24 PM
Your photos are gorgeous!
Posted by: Sharp Lily | 29 November 2006 at 11:50 PM
I love this picture of mounded spices! Hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving... xo- mad
Posted by: Mary Anne Davis | 28 November 2006 at 04:00 PM
Thank you for such a colourful and sensual virtual tour. I, more than ever, want to visit Marrakesh!
Posted by: Chantal | 27 November 2006 at 04:42 PM
is it safe to say that you & your cousin "rocked" the casbah?
xo, mary ann
Posted by: mary ann | 26 November 2006 at 07:51 PM
Ooh, when I saw the mounds of spices, I had the overwhelming urge to dip my hands in a grab hold of the beautiful colors....I can just imagine how it all must've smelled.
Posted by: Shannon | 26 November 2006 at 01:55 AM
beautiful photos!
Posted by: shaz | 24 November 2006 at 01:32 PM
no way, you went to morocco????? that's my dream country!! my friends think it's weird, but i have travel magazines for morocco piled up in my shelf! omg. you are so lucky. gorgeous pics. love your descriptions "exotic kisses" "kaleidoscope." gosh, you should see the mosque in makkah, it's mindblowingly beautiful.
Posted by: [a}ma | 23 November 2006 at 12:57 PM
I remember the first 24 hours I spent in Rome... I felt like I could have written an entire book! Amazing how visiting new places and cultures opens you up to previously unimagined expansiveness!!
I LOVE these photos you have... being there with the child-in-you would have been a wonderful experience for your friend. (yes, I'm a little envious) hehe
Posted by: gracie | 23 November 2006 at 01:29 AM
Oh my goodness!!
These photos are visual
poetry - like your entire
blog:)
Posted by: sophie | 22 November 2006 at 10:11 PM
What a wonderful, pictorial post - it pulls you right in to the sensuousness and exoticness of 'other' places. The spices. (gasp- how do they keep them in those perfect cones of loose powder?) The tiles. The snakes! It looks like being in a wondertale, or particularly colorful dreamscape.
I am amazed at the rich experiences and places that people get to experience 'out there'... (can you tell I am feeling a bit isolated at present? :-)
Posted by: Tara Larsen Chang | 22 November 2006 at 09:27 PM
Ahh, yes... where "the aroma of mint tea pours through ancient doors"... just where I needed to be today. Beautiful!
take care, grache
Posted by: gracia | 22 November 2006 at 11:33 AM
What can I say? Fabulous, wonderful, evocative photos.
Posted by: carolyn | 22 November 2006 at 10:56 AM
I have doors for you.. on my blog..
Posted by: pnardnmz | 22 November 2006 at 07:55 AM
one day I hope.. you will write about doors.. and their symbolic meanings.. from your point of view..
I love them too.. old new..painted.. open ajar.. closed and even sometimes locked..
I wish I could share this with you.. walls and doors..
well I can see you enjoyed your trip.. isn't this soo
magical..even for me =))
Posted by: pnardnmz | 22 November 2006 at 06:49 AM
Oh Yes! Thank you for the memories! Will you come with me, next time, just to take wonderful pictures?
Posted by: deborah | 22 November 2006 at 05:52 AM
I wanted to fall into your pictures and words and let myself luxuriate there indefinately! Absolutely brilliant! Thank you C.
...much peace, JP
Posted by: JanePoe (aka Deborah) | 22 November 2006 at 05:12 AM
You brought back wonderful memories. I was in Morocco several years ago; where time stands still. Wonderful images.
Posted by: Cathy | 22 November 2006 at 03:42 AM
All I can say is "WOW" how cool must that have been?? thank you so much for sharing all those photos. I love, love those hand cut tiles and the spices!
Posted by: Teresa Sheeley | 22 November 2006 at 03:39 AM
Was it "truely" a deserving adventure to be paid hommage? (Is the "h" in "hommage" silent? I never can remember.) So deserving that it deserved an "e" in truly? I would have preferred "trooly". Maybe even "troooooly".
Trooooooooly yours, Franca
Posted by: Franca Bollo | 22 November 2006 at 03:25 AM
Corey,
Thank heaven I bumped into you. I will share your blog with all my friends in Gnostic circles - they will find this work beautiful and important. It's quite lovely all around. Et maintenant vous parlez bien Francais ou...?
En tout cas, le blog c'est magnifique. Je reviendrais souvent. A la prochaine...
Juliana
San Francisco
Posted by: Juliana | 22 November 2006 at 03:23 AM
Yay! Hommage paid to a truely deserving adventure. Thanks for indulging me in the ultra posh Mamounia. I remember feeling as though I was "in dreams awake" at first stepping onto Jemaa Al whatever Square. Here's to making new memories in TWO WEEKS!!!
Posted by: Sheba | 22 November 2006 at 03:00 AM
You are so lucky to be able to travel as much as you do! I hope that someday I have that opportunity as well. I do enjoy your trips vicariously through your blog....thank you for that:)
Posted by: Linda Harre | 22 November 2006 at 02:46 AM
Thank you for taking us with you thru your pictures and words. Wonderful journey.
Posted by: Cat | 22 November 2006 at 12:34 AM
Corey and Colette kidnapped my soul to Morocco! I will be fine....
Posted by: Jenny | 22 November 2006 at 12:18 AM
i love~love~love to see what your eyes behold...and read the words that are in your heart...thanks for sharing these snapshots of the world in your neck of the woods...xoxo...annie
Posted by: annie lockhart | 22 November 2006 at 12:17 AM
I am GONE....
Posted by: Jenny | 22 November 2006 at 12:15 AM
These photos are absolutely amazing!
Posted by: wilsonian | 22 November 2006 at 12:11 AM
Aaahhhh crusty old doors, one of my favorite sites.
Posted by: cityfarmer | 22 November 2006 at 12:08 AM
Senses reeling. Spice and mosaics ( the latter so much a part of me now).
I want to be there C. I want to drink it all in.
Posted by: herhimnbryn | 21 November 2006 at 11:59 PM
this series of phots is just fabulous! wow!
Posted by: la vie en rose | 21 November 2006 at 10:21 PM
Beautiful pictures - you certainly do Morocco's myriad charms justice with this selection!
Posted by: Paris Parfait | 21 November 2006 at 10:20 PM
For you:
"Zoë looked at the sheet of paper on which the poem was written in Lilah's flowery handwriting. The faint scent of Tabu rose lazily from between the sheets of paper. At the top of the first page Lilah had written: "The Oriental Bath, by Daniel Varoujan." She glanced through it once standing by the kitchen table, then (...) settled into a rocking chair by the window and read it slowly this time, lingering over every beautiful word, every sensual image.
"The steam wraps their bodies with damp veils, and the bodies seem to swell with the heat," Zoë read. "They are houris, houris, bathing, dangling, dipping legs into water from the marble slabs. Some lie dreaming, half asleep in the water."
She stopped to savor the words: houris, houris. A seductive word, houri. It provoked images of eyes rimmed in kohl, shimmering silks, ripe pomegranates... She read on.
"Their thighs spread on the benches, relishing the rushing water. Near them golden mugs, rinsing bowls, chink and ring on the wet stone..."
Zoë paused and gazed out of the window, not seeing a thing. She thought of Marco, and then Antonio's words in Lilah's postscript, "the demonology of your youth." Whatever that meant. She had no inclination to find out, recognizing that somehow she already knew, and the whole thing felt quite pleasurable. A little shiver danced down spine, and she continued reading.
"Chests are anointed with the foam and become like foam, cooled with it. Hair is parted and coated with its slippery pulp and silkened. Bellies are polished like smooth stones polished by rivers...
"I want to kiss your fingers which you dip deep into the wooden henna bowl now as if into a red bloody heart...
"Let me kiss too the navel where you keep the hashish of Arabia and the musk of Africa..."
(c) colette copeland
Posted by: Colette | 21 November 2006 at 09:54 PM
wow - talk about amazing pics and looks like an amazing trip.
Posted by: expatraveler | 21 November 2006 at 09:46 PM
This settles it! Thank you so much for this timely post Corey.We are visiting Portugal in February next year, and usually make a side trip to Spain. I have wanted to go to Morrocco for a while, and after seeing these pictures and reading your words, it is definately on the itinerary
Posted by: Sheila | 21 November 2006 at 08:43 PM
gorgeous
Posted by: mikaelah | 21 November 2006 at 07:31 PM
You are so lucky, Morocco is on my 'to visit' places because just looking at the colourful tiles and ceramics themselves bring you to a magical place ~your photos are a feast for the eyes!
Posted by: cruststation | 21 November 2006 at 07:30 PM
Shades of Tunisia! This reminds me so much of my daughter's trip there last year.
Posted by: annieelf | 21 November 2006 at 06:45 PM
So exotic. I love the door pull...why am I always drawn to doors?
Posted by: Star | 21 November 2006 at 06:10 PM
Those mountains of spices are incredible, and the beckoning alleyways... oh, what a treasure trove here today!
Posted by: MB | 21 November 2006 at 06:06 PM
Stunning! What a riot of rich colors.
Posted by: Darla | 21 November 2006 at 05:44 PM
You have some incredible pics
Posted by: cathy | 21 November 2006 at 05:01 PM
you have some incredible pics
Posted by: cathy | 21 November 2006 at 05:00 PM
What a magical place to visit, Corey! What a memorable experience that must have been for you and your cousin. Tell me, did you feel safe there as an American woman?
Posted by: susanna | 21 November 2006 at 04:50 PM
tweaking these memories: because when I was there I was a bit too young to fully understand how powerful a memory could and would be. And in love with the wrong person ;)
Posted by: Acey | 21 November 2006 at 04:04 PM
Perfection.
Posted by: lisa | 21 November 2006 at 03:58 PM
Thank you for taking us on this magical trip with you, even if we are a bit behind. Fantastic in word and photography Corey!!
Posted by: patpaulk | 21 November 2006 at 03:13 PM
these photos are gorgeous, corey. i love cyber-traveling with you.
Posted by: swampgrrl | 21 November 2006 at 02:44 PM
Corey - You took us on a flying carpet ride this morning, to a magical land. Thank you.
Posted by: Penny | 21 November 2006 at 02:00 PM
Oh my. I love the door, the corners of those walls, and the piles of spice - it's almost as if I can smell it!
Posted by: Katia | 21 November 2006 at 01:54 PM