From drinking tea in Marrakech to camel riding through the Sahara Desert to motorcycling down the coastline, Jessie Beck's stories of a solo trip in Morocco will make you want to book a trip immediately. (Take us with you, please).
From the shores of Tarifa the lights of Africa shine bright in the distance, growing brighter as night takes hold over the small, southern Spanish town. If it feels as if Morocco is right at Tarifa’s doorstep that’s because it is;
I’ve said it once. I’ve said it twice. I’ll say it again – I love Marrakech! Before I went on my trip a lot of friends and acquaintances expressed concern for me traveling to this developing nation with just one other
If you’ve been following along on my blog lately, you’ll note one thing is obvious – I love Marrakech, Morocco! Known as the “red” city, the former Imperial City is swimming with a myriad of rich colors, warm people and culture. Here
Mohamad reaches for my hand and pulls me up over the large rock that blocks the path to the second waterfall on our grueling hike through the Atlas Mountains. This young man has guided us from the small town of Setti
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