Category: Travel

High Atlas Trek

After the chaos and heat of Marrakesh, we were looking forward to getting back into our element. Being mountain people, trekking in the High Atlas Mountains and staying in a Berber village was something we were really looking forward to and we became more…

Sahara Desert Camel Trek – Sand Mountains, Music, The Milky Way and a Sore Bottom

Riding a camel is no joke. We were about 15 minutes into our hour long trek out to the Berber camp and it was becoming clear that this was going to be an uncomfortable experience. Perhaps it’s like the monkey bars; they rip your…

Essaouira Part Two – The Surreal Day Continues

We were in the medina of Essaouira, having just learned that Rachid, our guide, was an Alice in Chains fan (read Part One here), when he pointed out two doors next to each other and said, “I was born in one of those homes.”…

Essaouira Part One – Cool History, Surreal Events and Wrong Attire

The coastal town of Essaouira (pronounced esso-wear-a) is a not-to-be-missed stop when visiting Morocco. It has a very rich history dating back to prehistoric times. The Romans had a large presence here, and interestingly, around the end of the first century BC, a factory…

Getting Naked in Morocco, My First Hammam

Laying naked on the hot marble slab, the bikini bottom I had worn as a modicum of modesty shoved unceremoniously in my derriere, I felt like I was having an out of body experience. Every bit of my body was being exfoliated and when…

Huaca Pucllana: When Human Sacrifices Were Hip

Growing up in California, I had no real first-hand experience of things that were OLD. The thought that people had been going to Disneyland since 1955 blew my mind, and there was a neighborhood in the next town that was built in the 1920s…

Eat Like it’s 1957

Stepping through the doors of Rod’s Grill in Arcadia, California is like stepping into a time machine. It’s on historic Route 66 and hasn’t changed a bit since it opened in 1957. The turquoise vinyl booths, brick walls, and original light fixtures transport you…

St. Paul’s and the Amazing Nappers

My time at Westminster Abbey had been a hot mess, and I was looking forward to a mortification/apology free time attending Choral Evensong at St. Paul’s Cathedral. We had some time to explore before going inside and it was quite a treat to happen…