MOROCCO

It was as if the winds in Morocco

were whispering my name

it arrived to my ears

carried through the dust from the sand dunes

on the backs of each speck

placed inside pages of magazines

over conversations with strangers

within menus at restaurants

on the labels of clothing

and in the lovers I met…

My yearning to travel to Morocco was created during my time working for the home decor store Bowring.

Saffron stained Tagines and Marrakech inspired dishware would arrive regularly to the store. I would admire the beautiful designs on the saucers, cups and plates and think to myself, “these remind me of the intricate henna designs Indian women get on their hands and feet at weddings”. I was drawn by the fact the beautiful designs reminded me so much of my own culture.

My curiosity of what the country and people might look like led me to searching Morocco up on google.

Through my search online, I discovered vibrant spices stacked high in cone shapes, bright coloured clothing that flowed like evening gowns to the floor, buildings that made me think of architecture in a whole new way, fiery orange and yellow sunsets over ochre pigmented deserts, homes in Chefchaouen painted in every shade of blue, and the list of my discovery of Morocco’s beauty goes on. I was hooked. I needed a taste of Morocco. I promised myself to travel there someday.

This promise was made sometime in the year 2007.

Now 10 years later in 2016, I am solo travelling to the Kingdom of Morocco.