A local market in Marrakech. After the government ordered that it to be closed down, informal retailers came from across the region to continue selling their produce. Photograph by Ben P Jones.

My passion for Morocco came to me over 10 years ago during a trip in the south of the country. Since then I have been back many times, but the short visits ended one cold, wet, December afternoon in London when I received a call from a new contact asking me to spend a week taking photos for him in Marrakech. Twelve hours after my arrival, one mint tea and a drive through the city, I had already decided it was time to leave London for a new base. Having worked for a Brazilian magazine, I considered Brazil, but I am very glad I went for Morocco.

Finding the Local Rhythm
Now, three months later, I’ve learned that Marrakech has come a long way in the last few years. I see it in a very different light, one in which the city does not revolve only around its stereotypes. Basing myself in a predominantly local residential area has allowed me to experience how the people of Marrakech really live.

For example, despite tourist perceptions, the teeming square of Jemaa el Fna is a haven primarily for foreigners and visiting Moroccans; most locals tend to avoid it unless they are looking for a bargain. People here prefer the relaxed life. Endlessly drinking tea and coffee in the cafés and restaurants that adorn the wide boulevards and labyrinthine souks, staring at passers-by and talking are the locals’ favourite pastimes.

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