It is on days like this that I sometimes ask myself why I am not sitting behind a comfortable desk in a clean office, with coffee on tap, logical emails to answer, and people around me that I understand.

Instead, I spent my morning in Bab el Khmis; the noisy, industrial area of the Marakech Medina.  I stood in the pouring rain, up to my ankles in mud, surrounded by bedraggled looking donkeys and a gang of Moroccan men arguing about the price of wooden posts and wire mesh. My mind was definitely wandering…

The mission was to procure materials to create the garden fences around the L’ Amandier villa plots. We aim to keep them as natural as possible and plan to use wild pomegranate to form the organic barrier between gardens.  However, this clearly needs something to guide it’s growth, which is why I came to be buying fence poles and wire mesh.

We initially looked at hand-made bamboo fencing, but it wasn’t sturdy enough…

So we went for wooden poles which will be sunk into concrete (unseen)…

Nothing is straightforward. Transporting the poles out of the Medina to our waiting pick-up…

It all eventually made it up to our tranquil site in the mountains, but I have a horrible feeling we didn’t buy enough posts…do you think I can delegate next time?

Related posts:

1. Finding my way
2. The first villa is (almost) complete…
3. Site visit (22 July)