My last day in Morocco, last day of a great vacation in a country
I appreciate so much more the second time around. I could easily live
here I think. I've never heard the word 'Welcome' so many times and so
sincerely it seemed, the food is wonderful, fruits & veggies abound
in the markets, the countryside ranges from mountains to desert to
ocean to farmland, donkey transport is a common site even on the
highway... The new king (since 1999) is young and making very
progressive changes, especially as they relate to women's rights, and
the people I talked to seem to adore him. Yet this is still in
Africa, the country is still on the path of development, and still has
enough of an edge to keep it interesting and keep you on your toes.
It
was great to see my family again! My sister, grandma, and two of my
aunts braved the old world, and -- even though they were in varying
states of disrepair and travel was difficult and they weren't always
able to fully appreciate all the outings and sites -- I think they were
able to feel that, mostly (?), they were on a somewhat relaxing
vacation... For me, of course, it seemed the whole country was paved
in gold... a much-needed break, and a chance to hang with the family.
Though I think the highlight for them was the chance to hang with my
goofy friend, Jane, who fit in all too well and charmed the socks off
'em.
If
you're thinking about a Morocco trip, from my experience, all these
places are a must: Essaouira on the coast, the Atlas Mts (especially a
visit to the largest falls in North Africa, the Cascades d'Ouzoud --
really spectacular), Fes, and a small-ish mountain town called
Chefchaouen where all the doors are painted blue. Marrakech is a great
base for day trips to Essaouira, the cascades, and other cool Atlas
destinations.
Before I forget, by the way,
Auntie Aleda has my pics on her computer now, and is making me a copy
on a disc, and I forwarded some to cousin Brian, SO finally you'll all
be able to see some photos of Togo, and a few from Morocco too I
think...