It’s an odd comparison, but it has some merit. Marrakech can sometimes seem a bit like Las Vegas. There’s the cloying heat the moment you step off the plane, the abundance of global mega-resort chains, and a rotating roster of world-class DJs touring colossal clubs — all the accoutrement of a glittering desert oasis luring high-rollers. And just like Vegas, Marrakech is a shopper’s paradise. Its medinas and alleyways are crammed with hole-in-the-wall operations hawking everything from gossamer djellaba gowns and sumptuous carpets to vials of argan oil and delicate combs fashioned from camel bone.
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