Thanks for indulging my posts about our first Motherland Sistah Trip, Fam. Hope you’ve enjoyed them.
Before I pack up my Morocco memories, let me share one last musing, if you don’t mind.
Not many know this, but when I attended college to become newspaper reporter in my former life, I also wanted to be a photo journalist. I even took a photography class and bought a used 35 mm film camera, which I haven’t seen in years. (I pray I didn’t lose it in storage.)
But alas, my words won out. And over the years, I’ve just been enjoying snapping pics of flowers to text my mom and cell phone selfies like the rest of the world.
Then, I landed in Morocco.
No, seriously, Fam! With coastlines on the Mediterranean Sea to the north, the Atlantic Ocean to the west, land borders with Algeria to the East, and the Western Sahara Desert to the South, Morocco was a feast for my eyes!
Not only did it feel like I was traveling back in time, but the scents, sounds and simultaneous calmness of the village-mountain people juxtaposed with the hecticness of the Medina-City people also exposed me to the full richness of LIFE.
So, it shouldn’t have come as a surprise that Morocco re-awakened my abandoned dream to become a photo-storyteller.
Here are a few pics. Hopefully, the stories you find in these images will also awaken something in you. 😊
We took so many pictures and videos, Fam! No way to share them all in one post. So, check out these few and if you want more detail about each pic, check out my FB page.
Enjoy!
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