In December, George and I packed our bags and hopped a plane to … Africa! It was a whole new continent for both of us, the first Muslim country, and the first time George had traveled outside of the U.S. / Europe. More than any other trip we’ve taken, this one was uncomfortable and challenging. There were large cultural barriers, and we experienced for the first time what it’s like to be a minority – incredibly visible, targeted, noticed. It took some getting used to, but Morocco was an amazing country to experience.
My overwhelming visual impression of Morocco is one of color. I typically take a lot of “street” style pictures and convert a lot of them into black and white. You’ll find little of that in these posts. This is both because the locals are not cool with having their photo taken and because everything is so damn colorful. Each city seemed to have a signature color – red in Marrakech, blue in Chefchaouen, yellow in Fez and burnt clay in the desert. The towns in the countryside rise up from their terrain organically and it’s easy to miss them in the landscape. Morocco is a singularly beautiful place. Read more... (2547 words, 88 images, estimated 10:11 mins reading time)
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