City driving in Morocco is not for the faint-hearted and when looking for your riad in the medina, in Marrakech no less, it gets that much more intense. We turned down narrow roads searching high and low, only finding locals shaking their fingers at us, trying to communicate that cars are not allowed where we were going. Interdit, interdit. After a lot of reversing, u-turning, and doubling back, we finally managed to find our place hiding at the end of a small alleyway tucked between the busy souks.
That afternoon an attempt to visit the leather tanneries sent us on another wild goose chase - this time by foot - and along the way, I discovered the keys to navigating the old city. They're colorful. They're charming. They're compact. And they're damn efficient.