Bahia Palace & the Saadian Tombs
Carved cedar, zellige tile and tranquil courtyards — the finest of the city's 19th-century palaces.
Days in the red city
A labyrinth of souks and spice, hidden riads with tiled courtyards and cool plunge pools, mint tea on rooftops at the call to prayer, and the Atlas mountains rising pink on the horizon.
Carved cedar, zellige tile and tranquil courtyards — the finest of the city's 19th-century palaces.
Cobalt-blue walls, cacti and bamboo in the painter's garden, beside the Yves Saint Laurent museum.
Thread the labyrinth with a local — dyers' alley, the spice square, lamps, leather and slippers — and learn to haggle.
Shop the market, then master a tagine and fresh khobz bread in a courtyard kitchen, eating what you make.
A restored Islamic garden hidden in the medina, with a tower view over the rooftops to the Atlas.
Stone vats of dye and lime ring the medina's edge, worked by hand much as they have been for centuries, and the pungent, colorful scene is easiest to take in before the day's heat sets in.
A vast royal orchard of olive and citrus trees, threaded with centuries-old irrigation basins, offers a shaded, unhurried counterpoint to the medina's bustle.
Drive up Berber valleys to walnut groves and terraced villages; lunch with a family, walk to a waterfall.
The stony 'desert' an hour from the city — camels, quad bikes, and tea in a tented camp under the hills.
A vast reflecting pool and pavilion framed by the Atlas, ringed by ancient olive trees — a local picnic spot.
Riverside cafés, argan-oil cooperatives and a hike to the seven waterfalls of Setti Fatma.
The city's great minaret at golden hour, then a calèche ride along the ochre walls and gardens.
The full ritual — steam, black soap, the kessa scrub and an argan-oil massage. You will float out.
A 14th-century Quranic school, its central courtyard a masterpiece of carved stucco and tilework.
Mint tea on a café terrace as the great square fills with smoke, drummers and storytellers below.
Candlelight, a tiled courtyard and a long Moroccan feast — pastilla, tagine, and pastries with tea.
Dive into the night-market grills — skewers, harira soup, snail broth for the brave — at numbered stalls.
Hypnotic Gnawa rhythms in an intimate venue, then a last terrace view over the lit-up medina.
An ensemble of oud, violin, and hand drums performs the ornate, centuries-old Andalusian repertoire that traveled south with exiles from Spain. The melodies feel both formal and intimate.
As the call to prayer drifts across the Medina, a slow-cooked tagine arrives on a terrace with the floodlit minaret of the Koutoubia as backdrop. Few dinners in the city come with a better view.
Marrakech's ochre walls are lit from below after dark, turning a stretch of ordinary sidewalk into something processional. It is a peaceful way to bridge dinner and a nightcap.
A 1923 Moorish masterpiece set within 17 acres of historic argan-tree gardens, La Mamounia's mosaic-tiled suites and legendary three-restaurant dining have hosted Churchill, Hitchcock, and kings — and remain the single greatest address in North Africa.
Created as a royal gift, this 53-riad medina-within-a-medina assigns a personal housekeeper to each private residence and houses a spa that unfolds across three underground floors of pure Moroccan marble and hammered copper.
Aman's rose-pink pavilions and maisons arranged around a 12th-century Moroccan bassin create a palatial oasis at the edge of the Palmeraie's palm forest, with cuisine crafted almost entirely from the estate's own walled kitchen garden.
A 16-acre garden resort where the Atlas Mountains frame every horizon, the spa draws from centuries-old hammam traditions using indigenous argan and rose petal rituals, and the private pool villa terrace is wreathed in jasmine and olive trees.
Rates change — check the live price.
Photography shows the dishes and cuisine — representative, not from the restaurants themselves.
A leafy courtyard oasis in the souks — modern Moroccan in dappled green shade.
Rooftop tables and updated classics overlooking the spice square. Book the upper terrace.
Storied riad restaurant with live oud music and a faultless pastilla.
Point, sit, eat. Stalls 14 and 31 are perennial favourites for grills and soup.
Mint tea and a rooftop over the spice market — the classic medina pause.
The most theatrical dinner in Marrakech — cocktails on the rooftop as the muezzins call, then a procession of pastilla, slow-cooked mechoui, and honeyed pastries through a succession of ornate tiled rooms.
Haggling is expected in the souks — settle on a number before you commit, and for taxis agree the fare before you set off.
The medina is a glorious maze. A licensed guide for the first morning makes the rest of the trip far easier.
Cover shoulders and knees, especially in the medina and at religious sites — it earns warmth and respect.
Many stalls, taxis and the hammam are cash-only, and small notes make haggling and tipping easier.
Many shops shut for Friday prayers and the couscous lunch — a good day for gardens or a day trip.