Firstly, apologies for any typos, I am trying to use an Arabic keyboard ...

After a morning of crazed packing and rushing to the airport we finally arrived in Morocco yesterday at 7pm and were greeted with a balmy temprature of 29 degrees. I'd prepared myself for pure chaos as we left the airport, I was somewhat dissapointed when the terminal was empty bar from some bored looking taxi drivers - am I in the right country?

Not long after our driver dropped us at the main square Djemaa el-Fna did we get a feel for what we have install - madness and chaos... At night the square is filled with street performers, snake charmers, musicians, fortune tellers - it is all there. Mixed up in this are also juice huts and outdoor food stalls, everyone plying for your trade. The food stall sales pitch is all food prices same, menus same, but ours is much better and... you get free mint tea - bonus.

We explored the market and ate from one of the many outdoor stores - 'number 97 don't forget us'. Something to get use to is local people approaching your table begging for your leftover food, store owners also seem to encourage you to give what you might not eat.

I've already had a man either have a good feel of my bum or try to pick pocket me - couldn't work out which... though when I caught him he did say pardon.

The night finished with a bunch of kids sitting outside our bedroom window playing a medley of untuned instruments/scrap metal until the early hours, no sooner did we fall asleep were we woken by the call to prayers being megaphoned out from different mosques across the city - welcome to Morocco!!