Peter Mayne (1908-1979) is to Morocco what Peter Mayle is to
Provence or Lawrence Durrell to Greece. This 1953 classic in a new
edition captures the very essence of the people and place. Having
already learned to appreciate Muslim life when he was in Pakistan,
Mayne bought a house in the labyrinthine back streets of Marrakesh.
He wanted to settle there, not as a privileged visitor in a hotel
or grand villa, but as one of the inhabitants. He learned their
language, made friends, took part in their festivals, and wrote
their letters. This is not a travel book in the accepted sense of
the word - it is a record of personal experience in a region of
foreign life well beyond the tourist's eye. Mayne contrives in a
deceptively simple prose to disseminate in the air of an English
November the spicy odors of North Africa; he has turned, for an
hour, smog to shimmering sunlight, woven a texture of extraordinary
charm.
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