I’ve had Marrakech on my wish-list for quite some time so I was excited to be finally checking it out at the beginning of June. I have to tell you that Marrakech is not for the faint hearted. It’s a city of contrasts from one part to another, and especially between day and night. From the heat and craziness of Djemaa El Fna with its snake charmers, cheeky cajoling orange juice sellers and night-time open air restaurants to the coolness and tranquillity of a backstreet riad or the wonderful Yves St Laurent’s Jardin Majorelle. Be prepared to be bombarded with noise, smells, and wonderful sights but also be wary to avoid crazy motorcyclists tearing down narrow alleyways! Whether you want a taxi, a souvenir from the souks or a photo with a king cobra you need to prepare yourself to constantly barter or be seriously ripped off – but this is all part of the expected game. I found street photography quite restricting with most women often strongly objecting to being photographed on religious grounds so this needed to be respected. Men seemed a little less concerned and would be more than happy to ignore you or even raise a smile.