Morocco is a country of contrasts, with a very unequal distribution of wealth amongst its people. The king of Morocco owns everything and his face is present in every single public establishment - from train stations, restaurants to the simple small stalls in the street selling orange juice. It is a legal obligation - meaning … Continue reading The Golden Doors of the Royal Palace of Fez
It was a dark morning in Fez. I woke up in a room of a 3-star hotel. The wi-fi was only available in the reception so I couldn't check the weather lazily on my phone (meaning without leaving the bed to go to have a peek through the window). Reluctantly, I got off my bed. … Continue reading Fez, Morocco the 4th stop – a reflection from above
Tell me about ancient civilizations, fallen Empires, and I am all ears. For a brief time as a child I wanted to be an archeologist. Yes, excavating things from the past sounded like a very exciting job, but soon I came to realise it looked a lot more excited in the movies than in real … Continue reading Volubilis, Morocco – a brief stop into a Roman past
Literally carved from the mountain, Moulay Idriss would be our third stop in the North Moroccan adventure. It is one of the country's most important pilgrimage sites. While the utmost goal of a Muslim should be to go to Mecca, poorer people have other options closer to home. Moulay Idriss is one of those places. … Continue reading Moulay Idriss, Morocco – the 3rd stop
After Casablanca, the second stop was Rabat, another town by the ocean but with a much more welcoming atmosphere. Part of its charm is the fact of not being a massive tourist attraction yet, and still possessing the charm of a Moroccan small town. We got off the train station and the first thing I … Continue reading Rabat, Morocco – the 2nd stop
The Winged Bone 