Today is the last day in Marrakesh and I am so glad that MaryLou is determined that we not waste our time. No lolling about and wishing to be on to the next destination. After breakfast I came back to the room to finish my blog from yesterday and then at 10:30 we headed out to the Yves St. Laurent museum and Majorelle garden. It is a 25 minute walk. Rudy has decided to stay back and nurse his sore ankle and to work on setting up a drop box (or something similar) for the 100th Year Stobbe Reunion. I can’t be grateful enough to have that job to be done by him, rather than me.

Once we get to the museum we find that we need to book our tickets online and when we log in to do it we find that we can only get in at 1:30 (it is 11:00 am) to the Yves St. Laurent museum. There are no spaces left to see the Jacques Majorelle Garden or the Berber Museum today. MaryLou and I book tickets and Dave decides he will head back after we wander a bit, look in some art galleries and have a cup of coffee. The woman at the gallery is very informative and we see some art that is significantt in Moroccan art history. Unfortunately I do not remember any of the artist’s names except for Jacques Majorelle. (Due to reflection and small spaces the photographs do not do justice to the artwork.)

 

W head down the pedestrian avenue. It is obviously a tourist area. Loads of people are strolling past the numerous coffee shops. We stop for a coffee and sit for an hour visiting and then Dave heads back to the hotel and MaryLou and I head back to the museum.

I am not particularly interested in a fashion museum but am game for the experience. Upon entering the first exhibit, I immediately become very excited. The first salon features the work of David Seidner as one of the photographers of the fashion house of Yves St. Laurent. The work is incredible. Unfortunately we were not allowed to take pictures, but the lighting, movement, line, and composition of the photos was stunning and inspiring.  The next exhibit was even better. Yves was initially interested in stage and costume design. From the age of 7 he created stages and figures out of cardboard and designed shows. The museum features loads of his sketches as well as actual costumes for plays, ballet, musicals, and more. (Again, there was no photography allowed except of a few pictures in the lobby.)

We ended our museum experience watching a short film about his fashion design. After viewing the costuming part of the museum, I could really appreciate the far-out designs. I especially liked the collection that was Moroccan inspired.

For dinner Rudy and I headed back to the Thai restaurant that we had dined at yesterday. It did not disappoint. Tomorrow we are off to Agadir.