There are two kinds of adventurers: those who go truly hoping to find adventure and those who go secretly hoping they won’t.
There are two kinds of adventurers: those who go truly hoping to find adventure and those who go secretly hoping they won’t.
Full grain plants bow humbly, while the empty ones raise their heads proudly.
Arabic Proverb.
A royal qsar, in Erfoud.
—Newly released Africa Progress Report says some foreign companies are avoiding taxes when they exploit resources.
Craftsman in downtown Old Fes, Morocco
Sunrise camel ride :)
—Don’t tell me how educated you are,
tell me how much you have travelled.
The edge of the Sahara at sunrise, outside Merzouga, with the Algerian border about 10km east.
—We took a weekend opportunity to escape graduate school for a trip to visit Chefchaouen, the “blue city” of Morocco. The name comes from “chaouen,” meaning mountain peaks. It is a cute, small town that is quite and tourist friendly that is popular for the throngs of Spanish visitors as much as it is for Moroccan families. Because of its location in the Rif mountains, a very undeveloped part of Morocco that supplies the majority of marijuana circulated in Europe, it’s popular for drug tourism as well.
The town has a very interesting history. It was founded by Moulay Ali ben Rachid as a point in which to combat the Portuguese and later the Spanish. Later, it became a stronghold for the Muslims and Jews that were exiled from Spain in the late 1400’s. Anthropologists decades past even discovered that parts of the local population spoke Landino, a now extinct Latin dialect from Spain.
There used to be not as much blue in the city but, the color has now become a way to draw tourism.
The Intrepid Travels of a Rotary Ambassadorial Scholar