After only a few days, Marrakech has already left me breathless. To say that all of my senses have been activated would be an understatement. Overstimulated, or everything feeling like a giant blur would be more accurate.
This place keeps on moving, much in the same way it has for hundreds of years. Read More
After all the running around I had already experienced in Indonesia, a nice relaxing week on Sabang beach sounded just about right. Clear blue skies, clearer turquoise water, and pale white sand. Maybe even a fruity tropical drink to sip on while I focused on doing next to nothing. Yep, this all sounded pretty good.
But, of course, it didn’t quite turn out that way… Read More
“Do you want some hash?”
This was one of the first, and strangely one of the least aggressive, greetings I received when I first arrived in Morocco, where I’ll be exploring for the next few weeks. Read More
But surprise surprise, it didn’t quite work out that way. Read More
Left foot, right foot.
These words were the only thought that I would allow inside my brain.
Left foot, right foot.
This is the only thought keeping me from collapsing to the side of the gravely path, like so many others we had already passed by. Read More
