While we were in Marrakech, we stayed at the Ksar Anika, a gorgeous riad which was tucked away in a little side street, surrounded by cotton manufacturers. When our driver dropped us at a large black door, we had no idea what lay beyond. It was far better than we imagined - Venetian plastered walls in varying colours, huge Moroccan lanterns and intricately carved tables next to comfortable chairs. There was a beautiful courtyard where a small pool shocked the eye with its blue tiles. We also ate breakfast here, which consisted of fresh fruit, yogurt, freshly squeezed orange juice, baked breads drizzled with honey and a steaming hot pot of strong black coffee.