Tag Archives: Morocco

Tales of Chefchaoen: Blue-Walled City

#Chefchaoen rises out of the dust of the unforgiving #desert like a radiant, lush oasis of #blue calm. #travel #Morocco #writing #storytelling #shortstory

Chefchaoen at Dusk

When I was in Chefchaoen, Morocco in 2009 and looking out from the rooftop of the hostel I was overtaken by a feeling of awe and amazement at the sheer size and scale of the world. #travel #storytelling #writing #spirituality #love #connection #morocco

The far-flung pillars of imagination

Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home. When I was in my 20’s I became very ill and almost died. Luckily for me I overcame it. However, it involved a step-change in everything I held dear. Suddenly freedom to experience the world because I survived became the focus. So I traveledContinue reading “The far-flung pillars of imagination”

Dissapearing into the desert

“The desert could not be claimed or owned–it was a piece of cloth carried by winds, never held down by stones, and given a hundred shifting names… Its caravans, those strange rambling feasts and cultures, left nothing behind, not an ember. All of us, even those with European homes and children in the distance, wishedContinue reading “Dissapearing into the desert”

Travel: The ancient moorish town of Conil De La Frontera, Andalucia

At least 7 years ago now, I WWOOFED in Andalucia, helping out with cleaning and cooking at an Andalucian B&B villa just outside of Vejer De La Frontera.The work was far from easy although I did happen to live in a mountainside cabin (cheap fibro, but yet still my own for a wee while). I loved the location and the cabin.

Travel: The lost and hungry felines of Chefchaouen, Morocco

Seeing you sprawled on the ground in a doorway in Chefchaoen, Morocco, something broke inside of my heart. I found myself so immensely concerned for your safety. From your gaunt and shabby physique and milky, clouded eyes I worked out that you were severely malnourished. I attempted to pick you up gently but my MorocccanContinue reading “Travel: The lost and hungry felines of Chefchaouen, Morocco”