Jim and I spent the morning touring the old town in Marrakesh, including the Majorelle Gardens, Bahia Palace and the labyrinth of souks in the Medina. Our fast walking and even faster talking guide, Abdul, left me trying to just grab a snapshot here and there. As is so often the case when I travel, the delight of a new place to photograph turns into a double edged sword, since for the first day or two I never feel like I make a single photograph that pleases me. Oh well, Marrakesh pleases me, and I don’t have a single thing to complain about.
And lastly, a Hail Mary shot if ever there was one (I’m working with a completely manual camera here)–no time to focus or adjust for the light–I heard squawking and looked up to see this happy, live-chicken laden moped driver bearing down upon us, typifying the chaos and cacophony of the souks. I don’t even mind that the shot is more or less a disaster of focus, exposure and composition.
