This post is fresh. As fresh as a fish caught from a pond and curried. Even though there is little bit of past to it, it actually happened 20 seconds ago.
So starting with the past, last night, I returned from a wedding reception and sat on the bench outside my house to see pictures from Facebook, Instagram etc. I was checking pictures in Instagram from a dear friend Susana Coever who is currently travelling in Marrakech. I saw many beautiful pictures of the city of Marrakech, the people, the busy street, the Jemaa El Fnaa Square. Immediately I started to think about my first encounter with Morocco. No, I have never been to Morocco, but I have heard many stories and about this country from friends.
But my first encounter with this country happened 2 years and 11 months ago. It was when my friend Jorge took me to a Moroccan restaurant in Arab Street, Kuala Lumpur. He told me many stories about his experiences in Morocco, the food and his bicycle ride in Africa through Morocco. We ate Tajine. The most popular dish from this country.
Although last night I slept off thinking about Morocco and how it would be to travel there one day. The ideas were active in my head when I woke up.
Now, coming to the present, call it a coincidence or telepathy or my Karma or for the exact position of the planets in the Milky way!
I had to see Morocco in TV. I sat down for Lunch with my mother and her nurse. I was swapping channels and came across street food around the world in FOX LIFE. I like this program where the the host, Ishai Golan makes a great run though of the regional food of a country. This time it was Morocco. But who told him, this country is in my mind.
Beautiful and busy streets across Jemaa El Fnaa Sqaure. The Moroccan cookies called Smeda. The fresh orange juice coming from the hot mountains and very famous among the tourists. Marragech - A hotdog from the street which is very juicy and last but not the least the Tajine. They showed how they are cooking with these earthen plates sitting on charcoal. The best part which amused my mother is they do not add any water and the dish cooks from the moisture coming out of the vegetables and the meat. Quite interesting informations in half hour.
Really, sometimes what we are thinking is all what we see. So easily. This thought of Morocco has penetrated deep into my day.
One day, am sure I would experience all of it.
So starting with the past, last night, I returned from a wedding reception and sat on the bench outside my house to see pictures from Facebook, Instagram etc. I was checking pictures in Instagram from a dear friend Susana Coever who is currently travelling in Marrakech. I saw many beautiful pictures of the city of Marrakech, the people, the busy street, the Jemaa El Fnaa Square. Immediately I started to think about my first encounter with Morocco. No, I have never been to Morocco, but I have heard many stories and about this country from friends.
But my first encounter with this country happened 2 years and 11 months ago. It was when my friend Jorge took me to a Moroccan restaurant in Arab Street, Kuala Lumpur. He told me many stories about his experiences in Morocco, the food and his bicycle ride in Africa through Morocco. We ate Tajine. The most popular dish from this country.
Although last night I slept off thinking about Morocco and how it would be to travel there one day. The ideas were active in my head when I woke up.
Now, coming to the present, call it a coincidence or telepathy or my Karma or for the exact position of the planets in the Milky way!
I had to see Morocco in TV. I sat down for Lunch with my mother and her nurse. I was swapping channels and came across street food around the world in FOX LIFE. I like this program where the the host, Ishai Golan makes a great run though of the regional food of a country. This time it was Morocco. But who told him, this country is in my mind.
Beautiful and busy streets across Jemaa El Fnaa Sqaure. The Moroccan cookies called Smeda. The fresh orange juice coming from the hot mountains and very famous among the tourists. Marragech - A hotdog from the street which is very juicy and last but not the least the Tajine. They showed how they are cooking with these earthen plates sitting on charcoal. The best part which amused my mother is they do not add any water and the dish cooks from the moisture coming out of the vegetables and the meat. Quite interesting informations in half hour.
Really, sometimes what we are thinking is all what we see. So easily. This thought of Morocco has penetrated deep into my day.
One day, am sure I would experience all of it.
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