This is the kind of night where my biggest struggle will be finding the right words, bending nouns and adjectives that truly do no justice to the magic that is experienced when one simply dives into a moment in time.
In our daily lives, we do a lot to prevent ourselves from getting lost, from derailing or running of track. And yet, when stepping into the Medina in Marrakech, the soul purpose is to find yourself by getting lost.
I’ve got Nina Simone on my mind, sun in the sky, you know how I feel, but there’s some rhythm and blues with jazzy undertones playing from the restaurant speakers. I am a party of one with a view overlooking the water.