The old city of Marrakesh is lined by an interminable ochre wall. It’s only once you find a break in this barrier that you are able to swap Old Testament type alleys and derbs for wide European style boulevards. Strangely, it’s not long before you yearn to be back within its snaking confines once more.

Marrakesh is a city that shocks and surprises. The old part of town is just that – old. Almost biblical, the feel of this side of the city contrasts starkly with the wide, planned out avenues of the French quarter. Walking around here, you could easily be forgiven for thinking you were in LA or suchlike.