I want one of these old Mercedes taxi's! You'd see up to 7 or more people riding in them at one time which seemed like too much fun to miss out on. The cab drivers couldn't understand why we'd want to ride in one of the beat up old things with both of us in the passenger seat but they didn't care aslong as we coughed up. They definitely laughed though.
Ten minutes before I went on vacation my iMac died on me so I have nowhere good to edit my pictures til next week. I'm itching to put new work up from this ridiculous day in Marrakech where I somehow managed to squeeze some kind of editorial out of a massive bender which ended with body painting, semi-nudity and sunset on a roof terrace bang in the middle of the Medina. This is a picture from my phone right at the start of the day. Francesca had found herself being served G&T's before I'd even got out the shower. Good good times!