The Verdict on the Desert, etc.

April 29--

Well, we all wondered how the story would end with Marc, Michael, and their Seinfeld-esque visit to the desert town of Taroudant.  Did the desert live up to the early reports as being some kind of magic?  Or did the Brooklyn-like Casablanca win Marc's heart over more?  More importantly, perhaps, what was Marc wearing?  As you may recall from the earlier posts - I reflect on Marc's wardrobe choices and their parallels to his immersion and love for a new place here, during our first stop in Rabat, here after a few more days in Casablanca, and, most recently here after Marc and Michael first arrived in Taroudant.  Well, the photos below might just speak for themselves.  A few late-breaking photos arrived just before we all convened back in Casablanca for a debrief, and it looks like the desert was indeed magical for Marc and Michael.   Did they miss their flight and stay on, never to appear in the city again?  Not quite.  But in the end, the truth is that we can fall in love with multiple places, begin to dress like locals and blend in a little (especially when they share their cultural garb), and head home slightly different, maybe even changed, after a visit with friendly and welcoming people in another land.