Disaster in the Desert

Last week I went to the Sahara Desert. The trip I thought I was getting: Transportation from Fez to Rissani 4×4 to the desert Desert sunset on camel Two nights in the desert Two nights sleeping with Berber families Two days of riding camels in the Sahara A couscous picnic lunch with Berbers Transportation back … More Disaster in the Desert

To Fez, with hate

Not sure what to say about Fez other than this: I hate it. Fez, to me, is the New Delhi of Morocco. This, however, is not an attempt to sway anyone from visiting. As most travelers know, memories of cities are made up less of the sites you see, and more of the people you … More To Fez, with hate

Morocco of my dreams

Chefshaouen was the Moroccan city I never knew could exist, the Moroccan city of my dreams. With its blue walls, surrounded by a wall of mountains, easy to manage medina, avocado shakes, hamams, kind people, I don’t think I would ever be ready to leave regardless of how many days I spent there. Even the … More Morocco of my dreams