All Things Shiny. In Morocco

‘Ooh, Shiny!‘ my visceral excitement walking through the doors of very precious looking Moroccan handmade pieces. I stayed there for a few minutes all by myself in a complete silence absorbing finely crafted artisan work. If you have ever been to Morocco you are probably wondering by now where I was able to find a quiet spot…

When a Smile Speaks a Thousand Words. In Morocco

When I told my British colleagues at work that I was going to Morocco all by myself they were concerned and tried to change my mind. You see, they feed their minds with fake news and fear, they choose to believe that love and kindness are not something we all practice. During my short, but the…

Casual Moroccan Love

Running late. I have been invited to my new friend’s house for the home cooked rice after a prayer. I can still make it if I can remember which way to go. Streets look less busy. Everyone is coming back from Friday prayer here in Fez. I cannot remember which way to go. Some of…

Authentic Travel Expectations Crushed

Two days in bed. My stomach, the same one I thought could digest rocks, cried for help after having the most delicious curry in Myanmar. We had to cancel our boat trip. They were kind and let us cruise through Inle Lake when our cry for help hugging toilets stopped. We started out trip just before the…