Just a pile of stones pfft …
The scenery is picturesque – a wriggling green blanket of grass as if covering a giggle of children. Continue reading “Bursting Cloud 9”
I’m self-conscious in my red shoes with a dog bite chunk out of the right heel
Daylight drips through the gaps forming puddles on the cobbled paving.
Today we curve our way back down the slope to Marrakech. We’ll watch the village of Asni diminish in size until it looks like randomly perched LEGO blocks in various shades of terracotta. Continue reading “Dental Volunteering in Morocco – 2”