If you’ve been following me here, you will know that every country I visit, inspires a hat. This one is inspired by a door in a kasbah in Morocco.
“I did not see the things I expected to… and I saw what I never expected to see…”
In Oukaimden, this Berber Girl finds her flock …
We are on the road to Marrakech. You can almost hear everyone humming the famous Crosby, Still & Nash song to themselves …
Another wonderful riad, a grainery, and a souk where I watch but cannot photograph metalsmiths at work.
More kasbahs and ksars. One so close and yet so far away in Ouarzazate, where shenanigans play out on a stage set or two…
We depart the Todra Gorge and head toward a magnificent citadel, and yet another carpet loom…
I would have happily stayed in the Red Dunes for a few more days, but we have more camels and kasbahs to see… and Doug’s friend Said!
Moha, dressed in a blue caftan and white turban, will take us into the Erg Chebbi dunes, the tallest in Morocco.
Where I feed rare monkeys in the wild, and thwart a kidnapping by a white horse, on the way to a kasbah on the edge of the Sahara.
I’ve been waiting the entire trip to see the Qarawiyyin Library. Established originally as a mosque by Fatima Al-Fihre in 859, it houses 4,000 rare books and manuscripts, and is the oldest working library in the world.
The hotel is a stark contrast to the riad in Rabat and the boutique hotel in Chefchaouen. My room overlooks a swimming pool. For the first time since arriving, I am wishful for my suitcase.
he Blue City of Chefchaouen was established in 1471. It served as a refuge for Moriscos and Jews escaping the Spanish Inquisition and was also a stronghold against the Portuguese.
We arrive in Rabat, founded in the 10th century, now the second largest metropolis in Morocco. We proceed past the Kasbah of the Oudaias and through the medina to our riad.
A red-headed cowboy leaning against a pillar in baggage claim, looks up from his phone. He offers to assist with luggage, and looks around for mine. “I’m traveling light this trip.”
Finally. After two weeks of flurried preparations at both home and office, and a very long night filled with unnecessary preparations, today has arrived. I am on my way to Morocco.