There is a particular kind of anticipation that comes with knowing you are about to leave a city behind for the mountains. Marrakech in early October is warm and golden, its Medina filling with the smell of cumin and charcoal before the day has properly begun. We arrived on a Friday and let the city wash over us: the souks, the rooftop mint teas, the unhurried first evening before the harder, better days began.
当你知道自己即将离开城市、奔赴群山时，心里会升起一种独特的期待。10月上旬的马拉喀什温暖而金黄，老城清晨尚未真正开始，空气里已弥漫着孜然与木炭的气息。我们在星期五抵达，让这座城市将我们包围：集市、屋顶上的薄荷茶、从容不迫的第一个夜晚，随后才迎来更辛苦也更美好的日子。
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