Marrakech hotels collection

Marrakech is the colour of its earth, a pisé pink that turns to ochre in the evening, and behind its ramparts the city turns inward: courtyards of orange trees, pools, zellige, none of it visible from the lane. The medina is crossed by ear, between the hammering of the coppersmiths and the call of the mosques. Set apart, the gardens of the Agdal and the Menara line up their olive trees around great basins, and the palm grove stretches northwards. Above all this, the Atlas keeps its snow until spring, visible from the terraces when the air is clear.