We’re back from a six day hike in the desert, extremely well organized by Zafrani trek, my friend from Geneva who was married to a Moroccan man. He died a few years back and she kept up their team of guides, cooks and camel drivers. She goes on some of the treks herself, but this... Continue Reading →
The Beetle
My partner got my flu (it was Christmas and I had nothing to give him, and it's good to share everything, right?) He's feeling better today but for two days he was really knocked out. The first day I went for a long walk, much longer than I had thought I would. I thought I... Continue Reading →
Silence
It is dry here in the mountains of Morocco, so there are few insects, few birds. There is the scuttling sound of a beetle, or a cricket from time to time, maybe a lizard will come out to warm himself in the sun but he makes no noise. Some people must have found themselves enchanted... Continue Reading →
Watch, Listen and Ask Questions
There are many ways to travel. You can take everything with you and leave nothing behind, or you can leave little pieces of yourself as you go, add new things, and find yourself in a new place at the end. Foro was left in Marrakech. My friend who is organizing our trek has arranged for... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 