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My Journey In Morocco | The Sahara Part One

      You can read part one, two, three, four, five and six.   It was now time to pack up and say goodbye to Aistisfoul. Hadn’t we just arrived and unpacked all of our clothes and organized our art supplies? How was it already time to go?   We were about to head deep into the desert and it would be the adventure to the rest we had just experienced. We were told to only pack a few …

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My Journey In Morocco | Aitisfoul

    You can read part one, two, three, four and five. I am such a homebody so when we arrived at Aitisfoul I could feel my whole mind and body let out a huge exhale. Home. We were home for the next week.   |The patio off our room|   As we went to bed that first night we could hear the rain hitting the windows and rooftop and it was the most dreamy way to drift to sleep …

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My Journey In Morocco | Traveling Into The Desert Part Two

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four Waking up to farmland, green fields and distant palm trees. Each day of travel was truly a visual feast. Each mile out of Marrakech was bringing us closer and closer to our resting place that would be Aitisfoul.     As we were making our way to Aitisfoul (the home and Kasbah of Kamal and Michelle) we stopped at a vintage rug market. One thing that is hard to get used to …

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My Journey in Morocco | Traveling Into The Desert Part One

  Part One, Part Two, Part Three When I signed up for this adventure I signed up and paid and then just sat back. To be honest I didn’t do more than glance at the itinerary or any of the details. I know Michelle and I trusted her and part of what I was looking forward to was participating in this trip without having to work out all of the details. I trusted her eye, her taste and how she …

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My Journey In Morocco | Marrakech Part III

You can read Part One HERE. You can read Part Two HERE. The first full day in a new city usually is full of too much to take in and when you are as far away from home as Africa it means new languages, smells, sounds, textures, colors, social norms, clothing, and even worship. I had a hard time keeping up with the group that first day because I kept on noticing the little things. The tiles, the light against …

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My Journey In Morocco | Marrakech Part I

Last summer as we were getting out of the car to head to our town pool I had an email come into my inbox telling me that registration had just opened for my friend Michelle Fletcher’s first big workshop in Morocco. I have been friends with Michelle for many years now. Through art and business, our hearts have been tied together. She made some huge life changes within the past three years and I had been so inspired by her …