We arrived in the middle of the medina at rush hour; an intoxicating mix of exotic fragrances, rushing mopeds, vibrant red ochre buildings amidst a chaotic melee of people & donkey carts. The kids look slightly shell shocked.
After acquiring numerous minor injuries extracting our ferry tickets from the machine, we headed to the top of the jam-packed ferry which came complete with a one-man mariachi band.
We dropped our bags at the apartment and headed towards the harbour front where fishing boats jostled with gleaming yachts the size of battleships (we are talking serious moolah)