It showed me that dreams are like seeds. You plant them, pour a little water, and watch how they grow into something bigger and more beautiful than you ever imagined. Don’t stop there—keep looking at them, nurture them, and just pour more water if needed. And let me tell you, there’s no bigger smile, just a rising heart, a tear that whispers, “Fck, I did it,”* and maybe
a police officer checking your speed limit…

Driving narrow roads through the Anti Atlas Mountains gives you a little shiver, and watching the sun set somewhere you just decided to stay—where all you can hear is your own heartbeat—is pure magic. 

Let me tell you something: most of the fears and limitations we have are in our heads. They’re not hiding behind the corner or lurking in someone else. Nope, they’re all inside you. But here’s the kicker—inside you is a special ingredient that can change everything ! Call it courage, call it curiosity,
call it kick starter… It’s there, waiting for you to give it a kick. Yalla! 

Morocco taught me that. It’s a place where you’ll discover that the people you were maybe a little scared of are actually some of the nicest, most welcoming humans on the planet. Of course, don’t be stupid—trust your gut, be aware of where you are, and don’t go flashing your valuables in a crowded medina. Got it? Good. But honestly? Morocco is safer than some European countries I’ve been to (looking at you, pickpocket hotspots).
So, why Morocco? Let me break it down for you in a way that will make you want to pack your van (or rent one) and hit the road.