Looking out from the guest house terrace to Ait Ben Haddu kasbah - the classic site from the Gladiator movie. Russell Crowe was long gone by the time we got here...
Driving 350 miles over sometimes dusty bumpy roads to the desert. The reward: seeing the pink dunes looming up from the flat plain, with all signs of civilization lost.
Sitting inside a Berber family's house drinking mint tea and hearing about how rugs are made from camel and sheep wool and cactus fiber. They smiled even though we didn't buy one. Enshallah: it wasn't God's will for us that day.
Driving 350 miles from the desert to Fes -- the reward: seeing the cedar forests of Azrou and the barbary monkeys playing in the trees-oh and the pride and relief of driving straight through Fes to drop off the car without a scratch!
Fes - well you get the picture-it's crowded, noisy, sometimes smelly, but everywhere Moroccan people smiling and with their right hands on their hearts saying -- "Welcome to my country."
Sitting on our riad terrace with a glass of wine looking over the huge medina---ahhhhh
Eating fancy French pastries at one of many roof garden restaurants, watching the chaos in the square below.....ahhhhh!
Until next time...
P&P
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