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Isn’t it funny how certain tastes and smells stay with us throughout our lives? Whilst making lunch recently, I was transported back to Marrakech. After frying a couple of eggs, I opened a pot of cumin to sprinkle on top.

Although I haven’t been since December 2015, I was instantly transported back to the Moroccan city. Moroccans seem to add cumin to everything, including their fried eggs.

The smell was such a powerful reminder of my trip. Other memories came flooding back. Not just the smells, but the taste of the food, and the sounds.

The Call to Prayer

Whilst visiting Marrakech, I heard the Adhan (the call to prayer) for the first time. The first time I heard the Adhan, I had no idea what it was. But it sent shivers down my spine. No matter how many times I search YouTube, I just can’t find a video that does it justice. Maybe it’s just one of those sounds you have to hear for yourself rather than through a video. I felt like I was under a spell. I wanted to follow the sound to see where it led me.

Another smell etched in my memory of Marrakech is that of petrol fumes. The souks are a maze of narrow streets full of traders, locals and tourists, bartering over goods. It’s incredible how anyone gets through those markets in one piece, on or off a mode of transport. Scooters and motorbikes somehow navigate their way through the narrow streets, dodging people, animals and other modes of transport.

An attack on the senses

I quickly grew accustomed to the powerful effect Marrakech had on my senses in the short time I was there.

After returning home, I opened my suitcase and the smell of petrol fumes, spices and memories of the Adhan washed over me.

The tastes, smells and sounds of Marrakech can be overwhelming and powerful to the Western tourist. I know people who have visited Marrakech and couldn’t wait to leave. But for me, Marrakech stole a piece of my heart. I will never forget the spell Marrakech cast on my senses.

There are many other smells, tastes and sounds which remind me of the past and they almost always give me reason to smile.

What brings your senses alive?

A lamb tagine sprinkled with cumin
Jemaa el-Fna in the centre of Marrakech where the smell of cumin seeps into your soul
A view of rooftops in Marrakech taken from the rooftop of a hotel

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