When planning my recent trip to Marrakech, Morocco, I knew I wanted to get out of the city and take a day trip to the nearby Atlas Mountains. To safely and efficiently explore this region a guided tour seemed to be
With two soft knocks, the aged wooden door of Riad AnaYela creaks open. On this plain, dusty street in the heart of the Marrakech medina, it certainly doesn’t feel as if I’m about to enter one of the most luxurious Riads
Mohamed leads us through the winding streets of the Marrakech medina. We pass under a red archway and wander down a side street, stopping at a small wooden opening in one of the buildings. “This is Jack of All Trades,” Mohammed
The modest door of Riad Joya pushes open and my feet glide across the cool marble floor to the open-air courtyard. Smooth tan walls are flanked by travertine columns that beckon up to a clear night sky flooded by the brilliance
Fatiha’s strong hands press into mine as we knead the dough for Khobz, a white bread, to go with the chicken tangine and salads we are preparing for our meal. Her touch is firm and soft. It’s a mother’s touch,
While I am always thrilled to be hitting the road no matter what the destination, not all locations are created equal. Some fill my heart with such excitement that for weeks beforehand, my brain will be pumped with adrenaline as