8 September 2009 | Road to Morocco, part 1
The end of May started our summer with a trip to Morocco, logistically Fez, for the Festival de Fès des musiques sacrées du monde (Annual World Sacred Music Festival). Which, if I described, I would say “sensorially saturating”. The atmosphere, the smells, food, the patina on such an ancient city, and of coarse the sounds. Close your eyes as you listen to Byzantine choir under a blossoming tree in a 9th century courtyard. Lean back on the overlaid carpets on the ground and watch the blossoms fall in the afternoon light. And hear the Muslim call to prayer as it rains over the city, whispering over the walls and windowsills, harmoniously weaving through the Byzantine chant. May we return to experience it again. In šāʾ Allāh.
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- Mysterious Morocco...
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- Ken's magic camera, that shoots fashion plates
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- The inside of our hotel, La Maison Bleue
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- Hanging out in Fez
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- Fabulous Moroccan detail that you just find everywhere
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- My buddy Chris O'Neill and me
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- Moroccan detail
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- Moroccan jardin
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- Playing around during lunch
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- Ken sent to a time out until he learns how to behave
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- Yves Saint Laurent's Jardin Majorelle
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- Chris and me doing some purchasing of hand embroidered linens
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- My friends Chris, Claude and Christine in front of the royal palace in Fez
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- Breakfast every morning on our private rooftop terrace.
