Flying acrobats and a lone beribboned female dancer recalled the grottos of Dunhuang, painted in the Wei and Tang dynasties when camel caravans plied the Silk Road.
Well I guess on some level I always knew I was straight. I thought I was supposed to be something else, you know, I'm an ice dancer, all my friends are gay, I was just trying to fit in.
Pair these experiences with the infectious live music and traditional dancers who fill Essaouira's many public spaces and you'll find yourself planning your return before you've even left.