Food For Thought – Gratitude

Grateful for so much this year – the world is healing, slowly. Our clients are embracing travel once again, exploring new destinations and returning to their old favorites.

I’m particularly grateful for exploring the ancient Caravan Path in Morocco, my initial jump into this fascinating world again. An overland Journey of Nineteen Days, a Foreign Affair with this mesmerizing colorful country.

Moroccan people are warm, welcoming and extremely generous, even more so in modest communities. Never say No to Tea and be prepared to be embraced and well fed!

Mustapha’s mum and Auntie- who wanted to keep The Tourist!

Thankful to our five-star team who managed my ever changing schedule and their Mustapha who kept me safe for hours on the roads, in the souks, and in the fields where I wandered to gleefully accept a baby goat from the family who owned the goats in the Argan trees! Shukran, Tanmert.

Family in Skoura who invited me for Tea!
Family near Essaouira with Argan eating tree goats

It’s not what we say about our blessings

Mustapha, always nearby keeping me out of harms way!

But how we use them.

Is the true measure of our Thanksgiving.

Argan Tree Goats

Happy Thanksgiving!

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

– Robert Frostdsc00420