On this trip to Morocco, I was trying really hard to be a good travel blogger. You know the ones who share all their insider tips with you and snaps of their amazing breakfast, the ones who explore all day and still manage to squeeze in 2 yoga classes per day and a few hashtags #blessed #luckygirl #sorrybutnotsorry. The ones who show you what is inside their camera bag, who have always amazingly manicured feet (for those toes on the beach shots!), and who take the most amazing ‘from behind selfies’. You know the ones, don’t you.

Yeah, so do I and judging by their Instagram entourage this makes a good travel blogger so I thought I should at least try and be one too. I took my brother’s tripod and painted my nails before I left, signed up for a yoga retreat and vowed to eat breakfast like a normal person. I also looked up a new number of hashtags and while I still don’t have a camera bag, I wrapped my Canon and my new lens really tightly in my COS scarf.
But things sometimes don’t work out the way you planned and will never be as easy as they may seem. The tripod was broken by the time I got to Marrakech and my nails were chipped. I had also forgotten all those hashtags and dropped my lens because I cannot switch lenses with one hand yet. That’s what I call #travelbloggerfail.

I have had some amazing experiences in Marrakech over the last couple of weeks, but as I am going through a million pictures to select the ones for my features, I just kept on stumbling over the … fun ones. The ones where I look like a dork, you can see the chipped nail polish or I know that whatever I am doing is pretty silly. Then again so is taking mermaid shots of your significant other in a red speedo in the SeychellesΒ – I don’t thinkΒ anybody should judge here. So without any further ado and just for your entertainment – my reality behind travel blogging and things that only happen to me (or so it seems)…

I have stayed in my few share of fairytale hotels. Whenever I go I try to be on my best behavior and ask myself – what would Princess Kate do? But sometimes things just don’t go so well… So over time I have managed to completely set my bathroom under water because I didn’t know how to turn the jacuzzi function off in one of Marrakech’s luxury hotels. In another one, I locked myself into the room (not sure why I was so scared that I felt the need to chain the front door in any case) and couldn’t get out anymore. I had to call the concierge to send someone to free me (which turned out to be ridiculously easy!). I was very embarrassed on both accounts.

The good, the bad and the funny of being a travel blogger - today I take you on a behind the scenes in Marrakech. And yes, you may laugh on my account!
With that said, I was nervous as to what was in store for me at the Royal Mansour, truly the cherry on top of Marrakech’s luxury hotels. I was so nervous I even dreamed about it and in my dream, I arrived a day too early. Which I guess is not as bad as turning the bathroom into a swimming pool. In reality, I was on top princess behavior.

The good, the bad and the funny of being a travel blogger - today I take you on a behind the scenes in Marrakech. And yes, you may laugh on my account!
I managed not to step into the fountain/floor – though I was assured that many guests had. I also didn’t trip while wearing high heels on marble floors. I did steal/take a pistachio petit four from the spa and sneaked it out in my bathrobe pocket. But it was technically already mine and I just really wanted to take a picture of it before eating it (I was a good spa guest and didn’t take my phone!) because who would otherwise believe me that I ate a gold covered pistachio?!

The good, the bad and the funny of being a travel blogger - today I take you on a behind the scenes in Marrakech. And yes, you may laugh on my account!
I did cry a bit when I saw that they had misspelled my name on my customized stationary. Yeah, yeah, I know, that’s a big first world problem if I ever saw one. But in all honesty, if you get customized stationary you want it to be right. So I shed one princess-like tear, took the fancy hotel gold pen (after breaking the fancy hotel pencil) and corrected the mistake swiftly.

The good, the bad and the funny of being a travel blogger - today I take you on a behind the scenes in Marrakech. And yes, you may laugh on my account!
I repaired the tripod and set out to get some awesome ‘from behind shots’ of myself and also the best selfies one can get without a selfie stick. Here are some of the best ones/outtakes:

The good, the bad and the funny of being a travel blogger - today I take you on a behind the scenes in Marrakech. And yes, you may laugh on my account!
I am well aware I look like a witch, missing her broom in this shot. Other travel bloggers, how do you do these bed jumping shots with a better facial expression and without jumping on your laptop or having your robe flare open??

The good, the bad and the funny of being a travel blogger - today I take you on a behind the scenes in Marrakech. And yes, you may laugh on my account!
My bathroom resembled a warzone after taking this shot and climbing in and out of the bathtub multiple times. Do people really like these kinds of pictures? I don’t mind doing it, I just want to know if it’s worth the effort. (Also, I almost dosed my computer in water because I really wanted to watch The Bachelor while I was in the bath. However, that has nothing to do with travel blogging, but rather my addiction to bad television.)

The good, the bad and the funny of being a travel blogger - today I take you on a behind the scenes in Marrakech. And yes, you may laugh on my account!
A rare breakfast plate shot. Why? Because have you seen this mess on my plate? And even worse, I ate the same plate every single day and loved it! But no filter can this mess make pretty.

The good, the bad and the funny of being a travel blogger - today I take you on a behind the scenes in Marrakech. And yes, you may laugh on my account!Okay, I have mentioned that in this post, but they clean the window once a month. As you can guess it is a shitload of work so I was terrified of touching it and leaving a handprint. Cue claw-hand!

The good, the bad and the funny of being a travel blogger - today I take you on a behind the scenes in Marrakech. And yes, you may laugh on my account!
Honestly, I really like my boobs so I wouldn’t have minded…but then again, Stumble Upon asks you whether this post is safe for work… And again, a lot of climbing in and out the water. Alas, I had nobody to be romantic with in my private pool so I didn’t mind.

The good, the bad and the funny of being a travel blogger - today I take you on a behind the scenes in Marrakech. And yes, you may laugh on my account!
This was not supposed to see the light of day. I hate Dolphin pose and was not feeling very #blessed. I may not look glamorous, but I’m trying my best and I’m breathing – that is what yoga is all about.
It also left me too sore to type more. Clearly not part of the staying fit while traveling plan. With that said, I am off to ride a camel and I will see if I can manage to fall off and capture it in camera, just to be your very entertaining travel blogger.

P.S. Mind you, after all this work, I still want you to show the pretty side. So please follow me on Bloglovin’ so you don’t miss the good toe shots, selfies and a rare view of my very own palace!

 

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