Morocco filled my soul and tired my body. That’s me, the person who is actively seeking to spend more time connecting with people, talking to strangers and just being outdoors. To make a difference. To see more, feel more and to do more.
I spent a lot of time in transit, a lot of time on the road with the changing horizons passing by through a blurry window scene. And then I found myself in Rabat, the capital of Morocco located on the coast of the Atlantic ocean. The temperature was no longer unbearable, a different vibe was felt in the air. People didn’t care about me as tourist in their town, here and there they gave me a smile or a curious look. For a moment I became an observer, very focused on events and situations around me.
Of all the cities I visited, Rabat remained in my fondest memory, and I’m sorry that I didn’t devote a little more time to him. I would love to spend few more hours watching people on the beach or on the promenade as they drive little plastic cars. I loved that sensory overload, the people. When I’m traveling to a new destination I like to write about what I am seeing, smelling, hearing, thinking and feeling… to absorb it all. That’s one of the main reasons why I’m still writing this blog.
I hope you like this little photo diary I put together to share my time adventuring around Rabat. Let me know if you have visited Morocco and how did you like it. If anyone has any feedback I’d be so appreciative to receive your comments and questions below.