Places: Morocco

On breaking fast and melancholy

I have been feeling rather melancholicly recently. May be because I have just come back from sparkly Morocco into the winds and rains of London; or the realisation that the summer, with all its promise of excitement and adventure, is almost over,

Places: Morocco

Iftar – the breaking of the Fast

During my recent short trip to Morocco I remember bitterly regretting not having organised a meal in an ‘ordinary’ family home (not that it’s an easy task, but the world of couchsurfing stretching far). We were travelling during Ramadan; when the gruelling test of no eating or drinking (or sex..)

Places: Morocco

The labyrynth of smells – fruit and veg market, Fez, Morocco

‘The smells’ – the unforgettable combination of cinnamon, rose water, cumin, dust and dung – disturbing and enticing at the same time.