Rabat
In Rabat, I felt at home in Cristel's little apartment
in the blue and white Oudayas. It was a small walled
part of town overlooking the ocean. From her window
we could see the tides rising, and in the morning we
could smell mint for Green tea at the neighbouring
cafe.
in the blue and white Oudayas. It was a small walled
part of town overlooking the ocean. From her window
we could see the tides rising, and in the morning we
could smell mint for Green tea at the neighbouring
cafe.
Stepping away from the comforts of her
cozy apartment, Rabat had a great deal to offer
as well. I had to make a wish in this magical
wishing well. How could the wishing fairy
refuse a wish made with one of those
coins sparkling in the sun.
I learned another thing in Morocco,
storks vacation in Rabat when they
aren't delivering babies in the west.
