As I have no furniture, I get quite excited seeing a beautifully decorated salon. Lounge envy it is called. These two recent lounging experiences were in small hotels, one at the beach and one in a rural area. They have both been crafted to perfection with guests being drawn into their warm loungey embrace. When I saw English magazines on the coffee table at Maison de Tortue, and recent publications at that, I knew I could spend a whole day there, reading and staying in the tacky gossip loop. At the Blue Kaouki Hotel the sunshine poured into that pretty space , the wifi was good, there was a dog snoring on a mat and I could hear the waves. These are such good reasons for me to stay furniture free then I can venture off to enjoy living spaces that come with better views than mine, after all, as you know I live opposite the very busy, local Marrakech jail.
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