All in 2026
“The most captivating thing to anticipate about Morocco was that we’d be in the Sahara Desert. My sense of excitement exploded imagining seeing for real the iconic scenes of dunes, and camels, and their handlers out there. Finally: I would get there for myself! I intended to drink it all in, every last dry drop of it. “
“Flowers in bloom stop me in my tracks. They demand that I absorb myself in their uncomplicated beauty. Appreciating—really focusing on—these simple natural offerings is to me a worthy practice, a necessary if momentary pause on both good days and bad.”
“Our day in Fés, Morocco, barely scratched the surface of this ancient place… Located in hilly terrain northwest of the Atlas Mountain range, Fés was a natural stopover early in our circumnavigation of those beautiful mountains.”
“Oh, those Romans! They really got around the Mediterranean in ancient times. That included northern Morocco’s city of Volubilis (population 20,000)… Even before the Romans arrived, Volubilis was a thriving Berber (Amazigh) settlement… At one point, Volubilis served as the capital city of the Kingdom of Mauritania under King Juba II…”
“The name “Casablanca” is familiar nowadays, but the place actually started out as the ancient city of Anfa. When the Portuguese arrived in 1468 and blew Anfa to ruins and later built a military fortress there in 1515, they called the village that grew up around it "Casa Branca" (Portuguese for "white house)…”
“Seventeen days is too little time to make a person expert about a place, but it’s more than enough to have made me fall in love with this northwestern corner of continental Africa. That lyrical name — Morocco! — piqued my curiosity for decades… Our initial plans took several of us north from Casablanca for three days to the “blue city” of Chefchaouen”
“Tucked in the northeastern corner of Italy on terrain hotly contested in World War I and again in World War II, the Dolomite Mountains march gloriously southeast toward the Adriatic Sea. These mountains don’t jut so much as carve a serrated skyline with jagged knife-edged drama…”
“As I reach into the pantry to prepare a winter’s morning dose of caffeine, daylight struggles to penetrate the fog outside. I appreciate the confluence of this state both inside and outside of my still-sleepy brain… Morning routine elevates my level of wakefulness.”
