A hike begins with a few steps, and this was no different. Mohammed guided me up into the lower levels of the Atlas Mountains, and the going wasn’t easy, over ground that varied from hardscrabble turf, to massive boulders, to a balancing act along the edge of a concrete irrigation ditch. It was, in fact, […]Read More The Merest of Hikes Was Eye Opening
Frequent readers of my blog may remember my visit to Turkey, during which I conceded that I was incapable of bargaining and therefore didn’t buy a rug. In retrospect, this remains a wise decision. Today, I was incapable of not bargaining. After breakfast on the roof of our riad, I headed back into the central […]Read More The Souks. Where “No” Is Just A “Yes” Waiting To Happen.