Because Marrakech is just that – singular, unique, captivating, reviling, sweet-scented, pungent, eye-watering, colourful, dark, the height of beauty and the nadir of sadness.

A city of contrast then, on day one:

I love cities of contrast.

If I’m not lurching from fear to rapturous delight in 60 seconds, it’s a minute wasted.

I love you already, Marrakech.