The very fashionable Berber merchant we met in the Blue City, who warned us about the overzealous merchants in the rest of Morocco, and told us his secret to getting through all the boring days of shopkeeping is smoking his worries away.
I don’t usually explore cities at night. It’s an unfortunate necessity of traveling alone as a woman. For the most part I’m happy with that arrangement, as I don’t particularly care about the party scene, and at the end of a long day of exploring, […]
The second book was The Slow Regard of Silent Things from Patrick Rothfuss’ Kingkiller Chronicles. I had devoured the first two books, but the wait for the third chronicle has been long and arduous. I started reading in the morning while waiting for breakfast. The hotel’s decorative style is […]