Each stone is a book
as old as fables
Each street is a story
as intricate as night
Each house is a novel
with pages gnawed by rats .
The magic of Morocco and it's indescribable beauty is something I will hold in my heart forever. . The love between the people opened my eyes and touched my soul with something I have never seen before.
It was from the first seconds I came outside of the plane I knew that this place is for me .
The smell of the air, the smile of the strangers, the holy rules, which I found so helpful against to what everyone said to me before I had left .
I fell in love with Morocco so much that I came back three times in one year craving more adventure and to see more. From the water to the desert, from the old to the new every little corner owns a history which is whispered around trough the wind.
Yes, I would be happy to share more, but yet some secrets are better to stay secret.
But I tell you one thing:
Pack and go .
Let the noise of the medina show you the beauty,
and ( -isnhallah- ) you will find what I found.