Pretty Fat Travels: Marrakech, Morocco // Prelude

I traveled to Marrakech a few months back and am writing a full blog post on my experience traveling solo to the Red City. In the meantime, enjoy a brief snippet of my time in this magical city and stay tuned!

I arrived in Marrakech last Sunday and immediately fell in love with the ancient “Red City”. The airport in itself was a sight to see! I never imagined I’d love a place this much. Phone and wifi access was sporadic, which turned out to be a blessing and helped to serve as a means for me to stay completely present and imbibe the essence of Marrakech, a place that has further illuminated my belief that most people in the world are inherently good. There is nothing more humbling than entering into a country that is not your own and figuring out ways to relate and communicate with one another. As such, a friendly smile and a hello always goes a long way to dispel fears of the unknown. From secret gardens to lively markets to women-led spice, herb and oil co-ops to the Berber Villages in the Mountains Atlas, everything was a delicious feast for the senses.

My taxi driver said that the reason we travel is to help open up the spirit and to have a better vision of the world. Well, I will say that my spirit and my heart are completely full and I’ve never been more thankful for an experience and to have spent time and space with such beautiful people. Shukran, Marrakech!

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