Reason 531 Why I Love Morocco: Midnight rides through the desert on a darkened bus enables an incredible view of the stars and moon without clouds or light pollution.
Reason 3,333 Why I Love Morocco: Previously neglected foods are now main staples. i have eaten, or drank, more dates, olives, watermelon, oranges, eggs, fish, okra, tea, wine, couscous, honey, mint, and mutton in the last 5 years here than I did the whole 45 years before coming.
We stayed in a most lovely seaside town when we went to Portugal, called Albufeira! Although the town center was quite touristic (catering to mainly British tourists from what we saw), outside of this area the town was charming and picturesque. The beach was incredible, too–the sand is actually finely crushed shells which make it a lovely color and…
Reason 3,042 Why I Love Morocco: Orange season is long, abundant, and delicious.
Tucked up near the coast of northern Flemish Region of Belgium, also known as Flanders, lies the incredible medieval city of Bruges (French), or Brugge (Flemish Dutch). In many ways, it’s like walking back in time. The older canal-based area is a UNESCO World Heritage site. The name is thought to originate from the Old Dutch…
Reason 1,037 Why I Love Morocco: For $8 I can have a day at the spa (hammam) complete with a man who washes me, scrubs me, then gives me a soap massage.
Reason 517 Why I Love Morocco: Rules are flexible.
Even though the restaurant closed 15 minutes ago, we’ll make you something to go without annoyance.
You’re the only one going through this baggage scanner late at night? You look honest, go ahead looks you’ve got a train to catch.
There are trigger words on brown road signs that always spark my interest. Foremost among them is “fortification.” Anything big and old, I find fascinating. Yesterday, while driving from Sighișoara back to Brașov (this time via the highway) we past brown sign after brown sign that said “fortificata,” but we were on a timeline, so without a…
Reason 604 Why I Love Morocco: A man can look definitively masculine despite wearing what the West might see as a dress.