Around Morocco with love and a sore bum

Today is day 1 on bike tour Morocco

Marrakesh to Taroudant. About a 230km drive, 5 hours south of Marrakesh. I have to say day 1,  I did it tough. The clothes we had to wear, the heat, the sore bum, but mostly the apparent 2 way roads high in the mountains with sheer drops were enough to test anyone’s nerve.
We travelled a small pass called the Tizi-n-Test High in the Atlas mountains. This was one most spectacular drive. The scenery did make up for all of the above.

Dodging donkeys, goats & dogs in scorching heat

Having mint tea and berber food to eat. (My poetic moment)

Actually i had not seen a dog since we arrived in Morocco. Giving me some concerns. Many a cat roaming but no dogs. Until today at 2000m we fly around a bend to have a cute little dog chasing our ankles.  I tried to keep them in my eyesight, wondering where he lived  or who he belonged to. Where did you get his food? I was feeling sad but looking at him he didn’t look starving. Who was looking after him?

Arriving in taroudant, we entered the Medina. Surrounded with old walls, it is a stunning but small medina with a maze of narrow lanes lined with worn old buildings with brightly coloured doors. As in Marrakesh there were souks everywhere you turned, without the exotic feel, colors and delicious aromas that Marrakesh had. This is where we got lost a few times. There was always a friendly face to help. For 10 dirham of course (1 euro)

Sadly for the people of this little town, It is often overlooked as a destination among travellers, it was almost devoid of tourists. We saw 3. The little city shutting down completely at 5pm due to Ramadan, a kindly man served us dinner. I can’t say I was sad to say farewell to Taroudant,  but at the same time I felt there was probably more to this little place then we had seen.

I think I’ve been here before

Last night I was where my mum was 30 years ago. My mum was filled with excitement as she watched her me go through the big sliding doors at Melbourne international airport. Excited for whatever path her only daughter went on, as she set off to travel the world. At that time I didn’t think about how my mum felt then as she watched the back of me disappear and those doors closed for she was not sure how long. I never thought about how she felt as she went home that night. My head was in the clouds, excited beyond words for what was to come. Tonight I have just watched my son this disappear through those very same doors that I went through 30 years ago. He’s excited to say the least. I am excited, over the moon for him. Having had the same experience. I know what magic he is in for. I feel so much love & happiness for him. I am fighting back the tears as I give him one last cuddle before he goes through the doors. I turn to leave, I am reveling in his happiness, but feeling, mmmm, I won’t say sad, maybe a little wistful. So, this is how my mum felt. 🙂 But with all of that i wish to say to you Kade, there is no better classroom in life then travel. Embrace every moment, learn, appreciate and take enormous pleasure in all your adventures, make magic, drink beer, eat different foods, experience new cultures, chat with people you don’t know, laugh with people you have nothing in common with, take in all the sites, relish in the worlds history, find yourself in the world. Listen to people’s stories. One of life’s most pleasureable things for me is traveling and meeting people, I love meeting & talking to people, hearing their stories. From the bottom of my heart I hope your travel experience is more wonderful, more memorable and more special than mine was and that believe me, is saying something. You take with you a piece of my heart with all the love and beautiful wishes I have to give. I love you to the moon and back. Be safe and travel happy and look out for each other. You will be missed muchly ❤️❤️❤️
My motto travel as much as you can, travel as far as you can and travel as long as you can. Life is not meant to be lived in one place. Go be fabulous both of you!

Hello, I am here. What next?

My first blog on WordPress.

 

Should I be nervous? Can I join your community?

 

From childhood, I loved to write. The subjects? Anything, poems about friends and their first boyfriends, poems about animals, about life. I loved doing research papers at school. Assignments, stories, technical or truth. The most fun was the embellished truth, perhaps functional non-fiction.

I’m not sure why, but I had a break for a long time. I would still write nice verses in people’s birthday cards, for Christmas. People would always say, you write the most beautiful things. Something sparked in me again. I started writing speeches, poems and stories. Now people contact me to write a poem or a funny little ditty for someone’s birthday. A special occasion birthday.

I enjoy it, it’s fun, especially if you have a lot of dirt on them. Circumstances or events to make people laugh. Give me all the details.

However, over the past six months, a subject very close to my heart, Led me to the decision to put pen to paper. It’s very hard for me to share, I thought, who am I to write a book?

Who would want to read something I haven’t written? I have had no formal training.

With that in my head, I braced myself, I allowed a friend read it. She loved it. With much encouragement from my lovely friend, again, I broadened my shoulders, toughened up and put in in the hands of another friend, then another and so it went. Positive feedback all the way.

Whilst I still have not put it into a professionals hands, I have sought out advice from some very kind people in the industry. A beta reader, then editor are my next steps.

Baby steps for me as I move towards publishing my book. The blog is a good idea for me, just to get a bit of practice and put myself out there.

So here I am. Let me introduce myself. Mother to 2 beautiful boys and two rescue dogs. Working hard in a highly competitive industry. A traveller who revels in going to new destinations and experiencing new cultures. Feeling very grateful for what I have in my life and my life’s experiences and cherished moments.

My book is still sitting here, with the little bit more tweaking that it needs to be completed. It will then be sent to an editor. For me, my challenge is to complete this. For my heart, I want to share this subject, as I am very passionate about it. I will share when I feel ready. Until then, fingers crossed.

Any advice welcome.

Lovely meeting you XOXO