A Hidden Paradise

Growing up playing little league and baberuth and waiting for the Winter Weekend to come surrounded by colors of a pastel painting of those falling autumn leaves made believe that there was no better place on earth than where I spent over 20 years in..but then again we live in a small world!! I have to admit as the song says if I remember it correctly..'From sea to shining sea and for majestic mountain majesties' said but a little of that which I saw in the good old USA. Waterfalls beyond imagination, mountains with colors no artist could duplicate, canyons from the historical age, great lakes of ocean size, rivers of fish,beaches glore, plains of grain that noone can boast, deserts and palms, and snow filled countrysides made you jitter just to cuddle in front of the crackling fire of that warm chiminey. Wonderful, spectacular and spread over such a vast fertile ground!!!!

And then I went to a country they told me was mine. A country not even the size of New York. I only knew it through that poetic mafioso Humphrey BogartHumphrey Bogart...Casablanca. At first you are suprised because after such a long time in a particular surrounding entering another which is not yours comes as a shock. It was like walking into the middle of a history book.... But after the savoring of the glands one not only grows to respect that which he did not know but he becomes addictly in love with it. Two oceans, one above, call it a sea if you may, and one clustering upon the coast from head to toe of the country. The Atlantic with its waves of wonders sometimes scares you away to go only few paces away and relax in a a waveless Mediteranean sea flat across with deep blue waters that of backyard swimming pool. Mountains to climb, hills to skii, deserts to wonder, waterfalls to cherish, and lakes to be bewildered by. From Tangiers where its Spanish, French and Arabic (poor little me; in all those years I barely learned how to speak only English), to Mediteranean paradises to the frontiers of Algeria, you can quickly sprint down to the ageless citiy of Fes which not far away a snow capped Swiss like city called Ifrane bewilders you with lakes and mountains, to Casablanca which needs no description, to Marrakech where luxury and history are married, to the Sahara Desert and so on and so on and so on....

Ive seen the wonders of the US, Ive travelled the lands of the pilgrims (the Europeans of course), I've seen the Middle east, I've touched the grounds and seen the island from which the slaves used to be sent from (Senegal), and so many other places to long to mention but the hidden paradise I would never know was the place where I was born.

A sea of wonders condensed into such a small country by our perspectives. A year round summertime. Europe is at your fingertips, Africa and its safaries are just a skip away and if you make 30 grand a year your considered rich. Crazy maybe or maybe not....a working vacation in the Hidden Paradise...The Kingdom of Morocco.......