My first day in Marrakesh last week I woke up at 4:00am to the chant of the muezzin.
I was drifting in and out of sleep. While he was chanting, I was dreaming of how to use social media to call the faithful to prayer…
That’s when I realised just how badly I needed a vacation….
From Marrakesh I travelled to the High Atlas. I took in the stunning views and visited a couple of Berber villages. The peace and silence are incredible. They make you wonder how we can all inhabit the same planet and yet live in such different dimensions.
I am happy to have left a small part of me there. I gave a pen to a pretty young Berber girl who was following us. She took it and held it close to her chest. If I close my eyes, I can still see her tan fingers clutching my black biro. I wish the pen were some kind of magical device that could link me to this girl. So that every time she writes, my dreams and hers would merge.
Writing is such a strange obsession. It drives you crazy. I have the feeling that if I don’t write, I don’t exist. At the same time, that’s what helps me to relive my memories. And blogging helps me to connect with people. I might have already discovered my magical device after all…
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You really did need a holiday, Silvia! It looks like you’re now refreshed and ready to keep on blogging!
Oh, but it is a magical device.
Yes, it was great to have a holiday. I am “back on the horse” as my friend Kathryn from Texas used to say.
Daneeta, so great to hear from you. How is your movie about New Orleans coming along?