One of my first big vacations was to Morocco: I stayed a week, shuffling between Marrakech and Essaouira (a small fishing and surfing community on the coast) taking in the incredible sounds, sights, smells, and tastes. We spent our days riding camels and our evenings in the most beautiful riads (or sketchiest hostels depending on which night) sipping sweet mint tea. I’ve traveled quite a bit, but no place has struck me quite like the bustling Djemaa el Fna Square at dusk. And thus born my obsession with all things related. I can’t wait to get my hands on a Moroccan wedding blanket: It’ll be the perfect way to satiate the travel bug.
11 November 2011