Marrakesh Madness

Twenty-seven years ago, I told my parents I was going on a camping trip to Wisconsin with my friend Robin. Instead, I secretly took off on a wild adventure to Morocco, which marked the beginning of a lifetime of independent travel. Now, I have returned with Thomas to relive a bit of those early days and dive back into one of the craziest, most colorful adventure travel destinations on the planet.

Just as I did on my first visit, we started out in what many consider North Africa’s most insanely atmospheric city. Marrakesh is the stuff of legends, a desert mirage wrapped in mud walls with an epic medina of gnarled backstreets and alleys that leaves visitors’ heads spinning. The world-famous Jemaa el-Fnaa square has been dazzling travelers with story tellers, snake charmers, acrobats and more for a thousand years. I still remember the first time I stepped out of a taxi and saw a cobra rebelliously slithering away across the pavement in front of me. For serious travelers, this is the real stuff.

6 responses to “Marrakesh Madness”

  1. avatar Mark says:

    I love Morocco. Have a great time.

  2. avatar Dad says:

    Hmmmm! I’m not sure I heard everything I need to know about that 1st trip to Morocco. My memory might be fading with age, but I am sure there is more to this story?????? Dad

  3. avatar Rebecca says:

    Looks like you guys are having a blast. Isn’t it really hot in Morocco now?

  4. avatar Bama says:

    Oh that moment when you tell your parents that you’re going on a minor trip while you’re in fact doing something bigger and crazier. I’m not sure I have told my parents everything. 😀 That first photos is such a great opening image!

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