Then, needing to return back to the Imlil Valley, we hiked up an over a much lower pass, passing a through a gorgeous forest of massive free-standing juniper trees. It felt exhilarating to seemingly be so “out there” with no other sounds save the rustling of the trees in the wind, despite being only a 30-minute walk from the nearest village and a 90-minute drive from the city.
Back in Marrakech that evening, I took a recommendation from the Amanjena staff and made a reservation at La Maison Arabe, a famed place serving classic Moroccan cuisine like chicken tagine, or lamb with couscous. The food and service was excellent, and the outdoor poolside patio was a great place to linger over a glass of wine or cocktail.
Afterwards, hoping to keep my streak alive of following local tips to good effect, I took a taxi to Le Comptoir, a local restaurant and club near the casino that was recommended by the front desk manager at La Maison Arabe’s hotel. After a couple overpriced drinks and watching clubgoers straight from Paris dancing to techno hits, I decided to call it a night.