Day 10… Morocco ends… Spain begins…

Just checked into a quaint little rooftop apartment… In the Jewish quarter… In the historical centre of Sevilla…Spent 3 days in Marrakech, the tourist capital… Then flew to Madrid… Then high speed rail to here…… Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

aMarrakech is a modern city. It’s medina was built by the Berbers. While the Arabs built the medina in Fes…

For the record, the word ‘Berber’ used to describe these people was derived from the French word ‘Barbarian’. But they were simply people that lived off the land, and refused to accept rule by anyone… To the active eye, passiveness is easily overlooked…

As I was coming down the south, along the rural east side of Morocco, I noticed the tourists were more decently ‘covered up’ to a degree, especially the women. At least they were trying. This was nice to see…

However as soon as I got into Marrakech towards the west side of the country, I was easily able to spot the tourists. Seemed like total disregard.

It’s like travelling off the beaten path, and then suddenly coming back on to it, again.

… The mind is always afraid of changing itself, and instead it always tries to change the world around it

Ego…

cTourists take their belief of culture to whatever country they go to. Travellers drop their belief, and accept the culture of whatever country they’re in…

Some people say I should’ve come to Morocco outside Ramadan, others say it was good I came during the time I did.

If I would’ve come outside this time of fasting, I feel I would’ve only seen the surface.

I feel by coming here during Ramadan I was able to see a deeper part of the country, a deeper part of the people, a deeper part of its spiritual side… You can call it being closer to its centre…

The whole Muslim community is in this together. This fast is for all of them. Not just for Moroccans but for all who practice, all over the world.

… The world is becoming smaller

dThe more I travel, the more I see how similar we all are, when we are touched at our centre.

During Ramadan the streets were more quiet as all the Muslims were fasting. It was an interesting sight. As soon as the sun set, the streets would come alive. People were coming out to break their fast. The markets were going crazy right before the sun was setting. It was an experience to see. On a few occasions I even had to wait for the Muslims to eat first, as they have a specific set of foods that they eat. I respect that, they haven’t eaten all day…

During the day, the people still did their best to continue with their daily way of life. You can only imagine how difficult it is with no food or water. On top of that, these people have to wake up at different hours every night, just to eat…

It takes discipline.

eMost if not all acknowledged the difficulty in fasting. And most If not all mentioned it’s added health benefits.

Imagine how our perception in life would change, if we realized how much we took ‘food’ for granted…

It’s nice to see how people live, when they are outside their comfort zone. It must prepare them for something…

… Our perception of life changes when we no longer take it, for granted

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