1. Of course, the late evening whirl, the exotic milieu of the Djemma El Fnaa (main square), the lights, noises, smells, life scenes
2. The mystical, magical atmosphere, plenty of cozy houses of the Old Town
3. The zig-zagging, narrow alleys of the souk (bazaar)
4. The overly tempting, very cheap, freshly squeezed orange juice everywhere
5. The rouser mint tea at Café Argana and Café Glaciers
6. Though it is a stupid tourist attraction, I have to admit that the spectacle by the snake charmers in the main square took me to a fairytale world of my childhood (by the way, these cobras are surprisingly beautiful)
7. Street milieus around the Koutoubia Mosque
8. Qzadria Square and its immediate surroundings with small workshops
9. The at least 500-year-old synagogue in the middle of Mellah (not easy to find)
10. The 12th century Kasbah mosque and minaret, despite the, that we could not enter the mosque being miserable infidels
11. The architectural feat of the Menara Airport's front side
1. In the impressive Bahia Palace, the dame caretaker of the toilet slowly and rigorously counted piece by piece the toilet papers she intended to give me (and I waited impatiently)
2. Too many tourists (my shameless contribution included)
3. There were too many tests to strain my otherwise weak bargaining skills
4. A permanent vigilance to destruct the chances of the pickpockets
5. Close to the main square, at the parking lot of the horse-drawn carriages, the penetrant smell of the horse shit and in connection with this, the obstacles towering at our feet
6. The aggressive of beggars, the permanent harassment by the street vendors, and the self-appointed tour guides
7. Risk of indigestion
8. Sloppy services
9. A local guy touched my girlfriend's butt in my direct presence, and I hesitated how to react.
10. We repeated continuously Lá, sukran (i.e., No, thank you), with little impact on the pushy vendors.
11. In the alleys, the moped drivers are racing aggressively, completely disregarding pedestrians