Mubarak took us up the long winding trail above the Kasbah to the closest village called Ammand. Breathtaking in everyway, the splendor of white on white is a freshness that penetrates the dullest of senses. White cherry blossoms in the green valley, practically holds hands with a snow capped Mt. Toubkal at 13,655 ft. The sky is beyond blue. The call to prayer bounces off the nearby mountains as the runoff rushes full on in a waterfall down to the valley below.

Yet, this time, there was some worry about arriving amid political unrest, which is quite rare if ever. After Tunisia and Egypt, Morocco, Bahrain, Algeria and Libya followed suit. Some of these North African countries fared better than others during the protests, and Libya no doubt was like upsetting a hornet’s nest.

With talk of earthquakes, tsunami’s and supermoons, everyday life here in the palmeraie outside of Marrakech, is thankfully quiet and peaceful.

We just found this delightful blog at My Marrakesh. Morocco, Libya, Bahrain, Iran and, really, the world: A tale of Persian Love Cake

Hi Peggy: I joined you on your Tuscan trip in Sept, 2002 with my friend Pat. I am thinking about Morocco for my next culinary and cultural adventure, but I’m concerned about the political unrest in Tunisia, Egypt and that region in general. What are your thoughts?

Morocco: Feast of the Senses. “We’re making couscous, tagines, and Moroccan breads; and through this amazing food, we’re going to learn the spice of life.”