trying to cross everything off my bucket list this year.
in case i die next year, then i’m good to go.
one of the things on the list is, for the most part, out of my control.
i can only hope fate is good to me.
anyway, robin, josh, kc and i rented a car and did a road trip throughout morocco:
casablanca -> marrakech -> merzouga -> sahara desert -> fez -> tangier -> casablanca.
i told robin i honestly didn’t care where we went or what we did as long as we made it to the sahara
so i can cross “ride a camel” off my bucket list.
but that really wasn’t the most memorable moment for me.
it was the night before when we all hiked up to the highest sand dune.
we lay on our backs and gazed at a billion bright stars with a 360 panoramic view of the sky.
hassan and i stayed up on the dune until late in the evening
(this was during ramadan so many slept during the day)
talking, mostly me asking a barrel of questions in broken french about his life growing up in a nomadic family.
as corny as it sounds, we’re the same age, but he still has this sort of innocence to him that i adore.
the guys i meet in the states, they’re too clever, jaded, manipulative.
i told him, il a ecrit que le petit prince sera avec sa rose encore.
mais j’espère que le serpent boa ne te morde pour que je puisse te voir encore.
after what seemed like a fruitless hour nap back at camp,
i climbed back up to the dune by myself and watched the sunrise.
i’m really bad about taking pictures while traveling so um.. here are two more.
marketplace in marrakech.
and continuing the picture tradition of me walking down random alleyways in other countries…
(robin took this one.)
currently listening to:
brandon was right. thinking back, every moment we’ve had was pretty romantic.
so it was sad that i had to end it in july; he’s too clever for me.
he did a cover of this for me the last time we were together in la.