I’m talking about Morocco. It is a beautiful, enchanting, colorful and yes, sometimes a bit of a seductress. I’m not sure what it was exactly about the country, but it seemed a bit like coming home while at the same time an exotic new adventure. Beautiful…from a natural landscape that seems to be extremes – mountains overlooking dry rocky flat land, palm trees and the Saharan desert. Beauty also found in old buildings with amazing detail that had my mouth dropping open in awe as I wandered around them. Enchanting…as at times it seemed as if I were stepping into the pages of a fairytale. Snake charmers playing music in Djemaa el-Fna (the main square in Marrakesh). The bubbling laughter of our chef teaching us the secrets of cooking traditional Moroccan food. Familiar images of sheep being hauled on shoulders and by cart for the festival of Eid. Colorful…mostly dressed out in warm orange, pink and yellow shades, welcoming one and making one seem at home. Brightly clad women. Orange stands stacked high. Souks with displays in every shade of the rainbow. A seductress…encouraging one to stand to watch the sunset spill bright shades across the ocean. Warm individuals going out of their way to make your way easier, offering a sweet mandarin as they appreciated an unexpected use of French. Morocco is a land that will remain in my imagination long after this vacation has passed.
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