Can a city be a living work of art? My first evening during my Marrakech travel adventure answered that question with a resounding yes. I stood at the edge of Jemaa el-Fnaa as the sun dipped below the Koutoubia Mosque, and the square transformed. The smoke of a hundred food stalls rose into the pink sky, the…
Have You Ever Gotten Wonderfully Lost? Can you still recall the scent of centuries-old cedarwood, the distant call to prayer echoing down a sun-drenched alley, and the sudden, breathtaking sight of a hidden fountain, its tiles gleaming like a jewel? That was my first moment in the Fes medina. I turned a corner, my map…
Can you smell it? The warm, intoxicating blend of cumin, saffron, and cedar wood drifting through a narrow alley. Can you hear it? The distant call to prayer echoing over a sun-baked square, the chatter of a hundred market stalls, the sudden silence of the vast Sahara at dusk. This is Morocco, a country that…