I am grateful for that flutter of a butterfly’s wing that set off the random chain of events that brought me here. It started with seeing a repost of Jo’s bohemian interior decor on someone else’s Instagram feed feed, following her for a year on social media, then deciding to take a leap of faith to go to Morocco with her.
While it was cold and wet outside, the inside was warm and cozy. Yes, sun would have been preferable but we enjoyed the novelty of rain in the dessert.
Every single room in Salut Maroc was unique, decorated with antiques and tiled in the the most vibrant colors. Not a single corner was neglected, each room a piece of art. We spent the first hour touring each other’s rooms and taking pictures. It was an absolute feast for the eyes.
Once again I woke up to the call to prayers, but at least I slept soundly most of the night. As I get older, I have come to realize that a good night’s sleep isn’t something I can take for granted. I was the first person to come downstairs as the sky slowly lightened, my […]
The drive to our riad was the perfect introduction to the city, it was both similar to and completely unlike places I’ve been. I recognized the shift between the old city center and the sprawling surround, the tension between the modern and the ancient.