Out of nowhere, after turning around a dozen corners and getting lost twice, we finally stumbled upon the Ben Youssef Medersa. For four hundred years, the voices of 900 Marrakech children reverberated against the Moorish architecture of the Koranic school, starting in 1300s.
We paid our entry fee and were let loose to explore on our own through the ruined classrooms with broken tiles and flitting birds.
While the smaller courtyards were interesting and unique, the grand courtyard was the true sight to behold, with brilliant colors and incredible detail. It was magic, as we frolicked amid the pillars and took photos.