Elias Canetti's brilliant "Die Stimmen von Marrakesch" is a book I like and one that I find myself casually re-reading once every few years. Each time I do, I will the memories from a faraway past of the short, week trip I took to Marrakesch, already a quarter of a century ago to come back. The nostalgic scenes of the many sounds, aromas, and crowded streets vividly return to my closed eyes.