13 hours. 5 airports. 2 days.

I have finally returned from Morocco. I’m still processing it mentally. There are quite a few blog posts I want to write. But I think for now it’s enough to say that 13 hours spread across three airplanes through five airports (Mohammed V, Schipol, JFK, LaGuardia and Hartsfield) in two days — including a 5 hour layover in Amsterdam’s Schipol — is a draining experience.

And Morocco is a special, special place.