Dateline Marrakesh. One more ride. One more piece of land to be seen. As we drive up, I turn to Chris and say, look at those trees. No one is there, so we find a break in the cactus that serves as a natural barrier around the land and we climb through. Olive trees 15 to 20 feet high. Olives so abundant that the branches are heavy with the weight of them. There are 6 acres of mature olive trees and 2.5 acres of open land with beautiful views of the Atlas mountains. We walk quietly through the tall grass, commenting on a palm tree here, a mulberry tree there. The land is set back from the Moroccan village nearby so it is private. A large house is in construction on the property next door and down the road Italians have built a lovely place called Africa House.
Driving through the village back to the main road, people are milling about in their jellabas (the long hooded cloaks worn by Moroccan men and women). Children are playing in the street. People all wave as we pass by.
The land is 15 minutes outside of Marrakesh and only five minutes away from the American School of Marrakesh. The main street leading back to the city is home to the Royal Golf Club and the Amelkis Golf Club, both beautiful courses where Chris hits the greens with his friends. Also on the same street leading into the city is the Amenjena hotel. Morocco’s most expensive hotel, where rooms start at $850/night and range well into the thousands. Property on the outskirts of Marrakesh is highly sought after – particularly nice for residents and visitors who prize open air living and privacy, and yet crave easy access to the city’s sights and vibrant nightlife.
Can it be? Is our search over? I think I might just be in love.