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23 Feb 2016

Travelling to Morocco has always been my dream since childhood. I have always dreamed for riding a camel, witness the desert, discover maze-like medinas, shop in souks, and drink mint tea with Berbers.

As I stood overlooking the Sahara desert one morning, wondering at the musical, rolling dunes of the barren land, I understood that my fantasy had come real.

For miles and miles, the sand dunes rolled like red-shaded waves in the ocean. I can’t believe myself that I was eventually somewhere I...