Morocco is a whirlwind of sights, sounds, smells. From the souks to the orange juice stands, the medinas are a constant attack of the senses until you are able to escape to a riad. Honestly, it was not my favorite place in my travels. It was very hard to be a solo female throughout mostContinue reading “Daily Wanderlust: The leather of Fez, Morocco”
During my time in Morocco, I hired a guide. Even though I swore I wouldn’t. I just got so worn down, tired of pretending to not hear the calls, tired of being on guard. When in Fez, and I met Sayid, I succumbed and let him take me around the old medina of Fez, whichContinue reading “Daily Wanderlust: the Fez tannery”
Morocco’s Chefchaouen is as unique as it is beautiful. Tucked between peaks of the marijuana-laden Rif Mountains, the village crawls (often times, steeply) up a hillside and treats visitors to the land of one-thousand welcomes. But, there is more to the town than the warm hospitality and Moroccan culinary delicacies like the delightfully colorful andContinue reading “Escape of the Week: Chefchaouen, Morocco”
Oh, my little blog. It’s been around since before I decided to take my career break and travel. It’s been around since I one sleepless October night in Atlanta when, around midnight, the words to the start of my story I wanted to share just popped into my head. Then, I was up. Out ofContinue reading “The Adventures of D — A Retrospect”
Perhaps one of the most stunningly colored cities I have ever visited, Chefchauen, Morocco, provided me with a photo opp around every winding road, narrow alley and blue-walled building. The entire medina is a refreshing bright blue stacked with white half-way up nearly every building’s wall. And then there are gorgeous splatters of color —Continue reading “Escape of the Week: Walls of Chauen”
Once traveling has been completed, there are few things more precious than the memories of the experience. I am always giddy when something unexpected triggers a magical moment of Delicious Travel Recall. It can be something as little as sitting outside on a breezy warm night grasping a cup of hot beverage that takes meContinue reading “‘Round the World Music (The List)”
I’ve spent some time now in Morocco and Turkey, two places where the prices you see/hear are merely suggestions. If you are feeling unadventurous, go ahead and pay the ridiculously inflated prices. But, the only way to get the good deals on the scarves, shoes, pants, carpets, lanterns, etc., etc., is to talk talk talkContinue reading “How to barter like a pro”
An excerpt from the Journal of D: 22/6/10, Tuesday, 9:00 p.m. I keep losing track of what day it is. San Ambrosio was hardly a month ago, and yet it seems like an eternity. I’m sitting tonight on Riad Medina Azahara’s rooftop terrace in Marrekesh, listening to Moroccan music, mixed with the music of snakeContinue reading “Thoughts from a Riad”
First, I was too hot. Then, I was too cold. Then, I was just pure miserable.
After my prude showing in Budapest, I knew I HAD to visit a Hamam while visiting the intoxicatingly colorful and wild Morocco. Besides, “Losing inhibitions” is on my Bucket List.