Morocco Days 10 & 11: Final Days


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.

Day 7: At Home in Marrakech


Today marked a change in my feeling about the souk. Places started to look familiar, I recognized faces and shops, and was able to find my way around. I knew to go left out of the riad, down the dark and scary alley, left at the trash heap, pass the musician, my favorite leather place is on the right, turn left at the rug dealer that ripped me off, right through the vegetable market, and there is the basket market.

Day 4: YSL, Majorelle Gardens, Rugs Galore


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 […]