Marrakech. The city whose name I was never sure if it was spelled with a ‘C’ or ‘S’ (turns out, C=English spelling, S=French spelling). The city that is dusty, crowded, invasive, hectic, overwhelming, uncomfortable, confusing. AND FILLED WITH SO MUCH AWESOME. Initial Fears Initially, I’ll admit, I was scared about going to Morocco. I remember sitting in my hostel in Sevilla, Spain, conducting HOURS of research, trying to figure out Continue reading Tips for Surviving the (Awesome) Craziness of Marrakech, Morocco→