Here I Go Again On My Own

Here I Go Again On My Own

 One day, in the wake of a major life adjustment, I won a pot money at my moms group and rather than spend it on yet another small kitchen appliance, I bought a ticket to Tuscany. What seemed like a rather impulsive moment at the time turned into what would now be my...
I Bless the Rains Down in Africa

I Bless the Rains Down in Africa

I will be perfectly frank. I’ve been apprehensive about this part of my trip. Of all the  countries I have traveled solo, the idea of exploring Morroco, northern Africa, on my own worried me a little. Why did I choose Morocco then? Well… it has been at the top...
A Magic Carpet Ride-Desert Bound

A Magic Carpet Ride-Desert Bound

I boarded the bus at 730 am. Desert bound. Abdul made sure breakfast was ready for me before I left. The staff at Riad Africa go above and beyond-warm, personable, a sense of being home. We made pick-ups along the way. In the end, we were a mishmash of diverse...
Over the Hills and Far Away

Over the Hills and Far Away

We returned from the desert to Marrakech early evening-one last night as I was headed for the hills the next morning. It turns out Nina was staying in the same corridor as me so we made plans to meet for dinner. I showered and washed away the sand that seemed to find...