i am obsessed with going to morocco, particularly Marrakech, and especially so after reading this lovingly written article by Olivia Stren in today's Globe and Mail.the colours, the smells, the flavours, the sights - all of these make up my desire to visit this most exotic of locales, whose very name evokes an exotic romance that one can typically only find in the movies.
and that very well could explain a lot -- the movies. films like casablanca have long inspired predetermined feelings about countries like morocco; feelings of unfulfilled love, poetic aspirations and an escape from the ordinary. people have been visiting this desert country for centuries and its history dates back to the roman times. it has long been a mosaic of cultures and ethnicities, having been a hub for the diverse groups of people who inhabited the maghreb. and this could also explain the western world's (or my own, at least) romantic feelings towards this region.
like paris, it has long been a meeting place of cultures and an escape for troubled souls.
sigh, one day... photos via flickr
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