Had a nice welcome meal in the hotel last night - some cold soup, not gazpacho, but thicker. Can't remember the name. Also with some sangria to wash it down. About ten teachers here, all from Scotland, half primary and half secondary. Another group of ten to arrive on Sunday.
After that a walk into the old town and a drink at a cafe in front of the beautifully lit cathedral. Streets so busy with people walking, talking, eating and drinking - but all very civilised. A maze of narrow, mostly pedestrian, streets where everyone is cheek by jowl making it very intimate.
Today woke to heavy rain which eased off as we walked to our first class. Pleased to find I could understand most of what was being said - played a few games as we learnt various bits of vocabulary from our tutors Manuel, Isabel and Ana.
Then a free afternoon to explore. After another bocadillo:
Then stopped at a lovely North African cafe and had Marrakech mint tea. Some good vegetarian options for a visit later! Queue too big for the Picasso Museum so headed up to the Alcabazar, an eighth century Moorish fortress with views out over the town:
Queue still long so had to stop for an ice cream (but not this one!):
