Peacock Pavilions
Two words were enough to lure me to Marrakesh: Peacock Pavilions. The name of the place we stayed sounded like something from an enchanted tale. And enchanted it is. Enchanted, exotic, exclusive and extraordinary.
The Pavilions were built five years or so ago by husband and wife team, Chris and Maryam. Chris is an architect; Maryam has an enviable talent for styling interior spaces (one of her many talents). The result of their joint endeavours is a hotel that feels more like an exquisite home. I’d return there in a heartbeat.
I’ll always remember:
Lazing by the pool, waiting for freshly applied henna to dry
Hibiscus cocktails
The beautiful Gazelle Room
Watching Hideous Kinky in a tent after sunset
Sitting on floor cushions around a long, low table to celebrate Valentine’s night and Irene’s birthday
Lemons hanging from trees in the sunlight
Sprigs of rosemary in baskets of bread
Ancient olive groves
The family cat asleep on my bed
Standing on the roof with Scout the dog
Helping Skylar, Chris and Maryam’s delightful daughter, to tackle an ambitious Adele song on the piano
Swinging from a tree in the shade
Lunch on the terrace
Hot water bottles every night
Reader Comments (2)
Looks and sounds like you had a wonderful time! The place you stayed in looks fantastic. Love your photos...especially the first one in the third set. I really like the way the shadow of the tree shows up on the wall hanging and the details of the wall itself. The window shot is very interesting,also.
Such beautiful memories, Helen.
One of my favourites was listening to your concertos before breakfast. xoxo