It’s amazing how much living and experiencing can be packed into just a week. As I let my mind wander back to the past week, I remember the cracked and dry ground in the mountains, the tagine (meat and vegetables cooked in a clay pot with a pointy lid) eaten with bread (i.e. no cutlery), the sugary hot tea, bantering at the market, fresh pomegranate juice, and of course, the incredible beauty of the people. A week of living in Morocco. As I stepped off the airport and felt the warm evening air hit my face, I felt such joy. Walking towards the airport terminal I was struck by the beauty of the sandy coloured lattice which adorned the outside of the building. Passing through all the customary steps to enter a country, I was impressed by the friendliness of the people, and as I was hugged meeting my friends picking me up, I knew this was going to be a good week. Marrakech. It was fascinating seeing small carts overflowing with pomegranates on every corner, and as I took
Life is a journey full of weird and interesting experiences. As the years go by, what was once new and different, has become part of the ordinary and usual. And those things which once brought amazement, no longer catch my attention. So instead of letting the new and exciting fade into nothing, I want to try to capture and keep some of these moments.