In Marrakech, time passes differently, like nowhere else. You no longer look at the hands of your watch. To be in a hurry is to rush towards an end… What’s the point! Here it is the light which sets the tempo…It guides the steps of the inhabitant of the ocher city or the tourist walker. From one minute to the next, we go from the hectic and noisy streets of the medina, from the colorful and fragrant alleys of the souks to deserted alleys, to garden paths of absolute calm. And time becomes even more abstract…