I Spy Morocco

I have never wanted to live an ordinary life.  I gravitate toward anything that sounds spontaneous, adventurous, risky, or just downright crazy.  So when my friend April Meeker, asked me over Twitter if I wanted to host a creative retreat for women with her in Marrakech, Morocco, it was an easy and resounding, "Yes!"  

I think it will take me a few posts to share with you the treasure trove of things I learned there, but today, let me offer you a preliminary taste of what I saw and experienced in the style of "I Spy."


  I spy two windows and a camel caravan, a shop full of cameras and a fresh orange juice man.

I spy magic carpets and Humphrey Bogart, two men in the square selling food from their carts. A brass hand door knocker, a dreamy blue door,  marbleized papers and a mosaic floor.

 





I spy a woman in an emerald cloak, a man selling dates and five tree-dwelling goats. A pottery shop and a lovely old ship, two men bending over while gutting their fish.

Come back next time to read about the amazing place where we stayed and the remarkable woman who hosted us.