Thank you for an adventure of a lifetime.
Before our trip, I just thought Morocco was a place on the
map, worlds apart from America. I had some reservations
about traveling to that part of the world, in view of the
war in Iraq, terrorism, and the news media slant on
Islaamics/Muslims. In the beginning, I was "guarded," clinching
onto my passport, money, credit cards, and myself. After a
very short time, my fears were set aside, and I focused on
the beauty and the people that surrounded me. The country
is so rich with fertile soil with the most lush fruits and
vegetables that I have ever seen or tasted. The country
sides, from the deserts, the Atlas Mountains, the rich
farmlands, and the ocean seaboards hold a beauty beyond belief.
We traveled to at least 9 different cities and towns in
Morocco. Getting in and out of these different cities is
not always easy. We moved at a moderate pace, taking just
about every mode of travel available: planes, trains, coaches,
cars, grand taxis, ferry boats (didn't hitch a ride on a
camel or a mule). Each city had its own distinct personality
and ambiance. I can't tell you that I had a favorite city,
because they were all different, with a beauty of their own.
The one and most important part of our travels that I
brought back with me (not including my very expensive mosaic
fountain, patio table, and bronze tables) was the Moroccan
people, themselves. The Moroccan people are the most
loving, giving, gracious, humble people I have ever had the
pleasure to meet. They opened their homes and their hearts
to us. We formed a life long bond with these beautiful
people. This is the greatest gift of all.
If we Americans could pattern our lives after these people,
we would have no more wars. I felt very warm and safe with
them, and I would encourage any lady who has any "inkling"
to travel to Morocco, GO FOR IT!. You ask me, would I ever
want to return to Morocco? My answer is a definite, YOU
BET! I know that when I return, I will be welcome home again.
Thank you, so much, Bill.