It started in Marrakesh and circled through Chefchaouen (the blue pearl), the Sahara Desert, Fez and so many little towns in-between. This adventure included but was not limited to gallons of ‘Berber whiskey’, wandering lost down alley ways, counting in French, spice bazaars and mosques, almost getting run over by a donkey cart, the freshest orange juice you’ve ever tasted, pigeon poop wafts and mint below the nose, and hours on long roads leading to new adventures.
And on that note, enjoy the documented photos below!
