Moroccan Diary 5 : Feeling clean in the UK

This is my final entry in the Moroccan diaries saga.I had a busy last few days in Morocco.

We went to the Hamam which is a public baths where you go to get a good scrub down. The British equivalent would be a health spa but this is much better value for your £. Seriously, I have never felt so clean in my life. They use a black soap which is grainy and scrub your arms and legs and all kind of nastiness comes away. I shower daily so seeing this has prompted me to invest in some serious exfoliating bars of soap yuck. We also got argon oil massages which were heavenly ~ I was so relaxed I almost fell asleep!

I did a bit of shopping and bought some beautiful plates to take home (one didn't make the journey back) and spent more time on the beach.

I travelled to Marrakech late on Thursday evening and managed to find a hotel with rooms available. It was very basic, but I had a comfy clean bed and my own bathroom - what more does a girl need! I only got 4 hours sleep anyway as I had to go to the airport at 5am.

Morocco has and still is changing. It's becoming more and more tourist orientated, not a good thing in my opinion as you sacrifice traditional culture and the needs of local people to make way for hotels, multi-national food chains and shops and ultimately the big fat $. I would say that you need to visit this Morocco once in your life, but I hope it retains its charm and culture for thousands of years to come.

I'm back in the UK now and have caught up on my sleep. It's back to work for me, but I'm already planning my next trip abroad.