The car picks us up at our hotel about eight o’clock in the evening. We drive down a broad, brightly lit boulevard in Marrakech’s Ville Nouvelle to the old section, pass through one of the gate in the ancient red clay wall, and enter the Medina. Earlier in the day, we had walked the byways of the shaded souks in this ancient imperial city. Rays of sunlight were streaming through the striated roofs striking caftans and djellabas swaying on...











