Walls are a very important part of Marrakech life.
Almost all the exterior walls are some sort of pink or coral or rose.
This leads to a mild sort of uniformity - though there are tremendous variations depending on the age of the paint and whether it has flaked off and so on.
They are very useful for hanging out the wash amongst other things.
So life here is awash with pink which is rather wonderful.
Then, after a long while, you have to go to Essouira where everything is blue and white.
Like the palate, the eye craves variety.
I wish I knew all the names of the roads but since I spend most of my time walking, I navigate by what I know.
This pretty soft pink wall is across the other side of the busy road near Hotel Tazi.
These walls in the Badi Palace were once covered in elaborate tile which was looted long ago.
Now storks nest here.
A shabby-chic wall in the Bahia Palace.
And last of all a little bird on our roof.
The spa nearby used lots and lots of towels.
you can see them drying in the distance.