Remembering my trip to Morocco last May (and plotting another trip, in my dreams...) I took mostly video clips. Luckily I managed a few snapshots. Don't know what I was thinking. Shopping, mostly. And getting familiar with the camera I literally got the day before I left. I miss the donkeys trotting alongside cars, motorcyclists, bikes; ancient times mixed with modern. And the way they expressed their frustrations loudly, quickly returning to good humor. There was a flow amidst the chaos that was fascinating. I made some good contacts for a trip back there one day, discovered my tribe, and developed a love for Africa that will last a lifetime...
