ANOTHER photo series of Morocco? Yes. It’s not my fault Morocco is so damn photogenic.
This is a collection from some of the souks and bazaars in Tangier, Fez and Marrakech. I barely bought anything because I didn’t even know where to begin!
PHOTOS: Magical Moroccan Doors
November 13, 2012“Once upon a time, a little girl was raised by monsters. but angels burned the doorways, and she was all alone.” — Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone
One of my favorite YA books is “Daughter of Smoke & Bone,” a story in which doors are the bridges between this world and the magical realm of Elsewhere.
Nowhere but Morocco would I believe that to be true. Because the doors in Morocco really do promise magic. They are doors with curves and exquisite design. They are rough and humble with ancient dirt, and they burst with vibrant color. They contain secrets but they also open with great potential — behind these doors you can find snake charmers as easily as devout pilgrims in prayer.
Take a peek.
Rock the cats-bah
November 12, 2012One thing I did not expect about Morocco: Kitties everywhere!
That’s because cats hold a special place in Islam, as they are considered to be clean and pure of spirit. Muhammad is said to have loved his cat so much that he would do without his cloak rather than disturb a cat that was sleeping on it.
But Morocco takes that one step further. Their felines own the medinas. They are perched above restaurant terraces. They prowl the dark alleyways of the souks. And they have their pick of fish scraps and soft places to nap. Look up in the souk and you’re sure to see tiny paws on the tent fabric strung up above you — an army of cats making their own route through the crazy and chaotic bazaar.
Yes, I am that tourist — the one who travels to far-flung places to take photos of cats. Shut up.
Wondering why I didn’t take any photos of dogs? Well, they are not so plentiful in Morocco. I’ve seen maybe five dogs total, including these two pups.
PHOTOS: Pretty Portugal
November 5, 2012I’ve met a lot of travelers, and I read a lot of travel blogs. Half the people I follow on Twitter have something to do with travel, and travel memoirs make up the bulk of my personal library. So how come I’m just now discovering that Portugal is a big, shiny gem?
I HAVE NO IDEA.
Although I’m excited to travel anywhere, I can’t say Portugal was at the top of my must-see list. But I am so thankful I made it here. This country has blown me away with fairytale palaces, magnificent landscapes and an exceptional history of explorers, artists and dreamers. I’m grateful I had the opportunity to make it part of this European road trip
Unfortunately I only have a short time here — I’m headed back to Spain tomorrow — but it was enough to move Portugal to the top of my must-return list.
Here’s the Fortaleza do Guincho, a 17th century fortress that has been turned into a magnificent hotel.
The Moorish Castle. The stairs here helped me burn off the bowl of olives I ate for lunch.
The spectacular view from Hotel Trivoli in Sintra.
Reflection in a tuk tuk mirror during a tour of Sintra. (The tuk tuks were made by Vespa and very chic. They are an ideal way to comfortably cover a lot of ground on Sintra’s winding, hillside roads.)
Refilling my water bottle with some of Portugal’s crisp, delicious agua.
Hillside near Sintra.
Yet another gorgeous castle.
Beautiful buildings dot the hillsides.
An arch going to Pena Palace.
Doorway outside of Pena Palace.
King Neptune looks angry.
Public water fountain on the street.
Cabo de Roca, the westernmost point of continental Europe. The coastline reminded me of California.
Lisbon after dark.
