Today i’d like to share with You my memories. 3 years ago i traveled to Morocco.

And i found this place as The door of Africa. The wildnes is geting outside and flowing out of every corner, this is not tamed place, this is not place just nice to see, these are not people just nice to meet, Its going There, means Outside of everything you knew until moment of departure.

Good bye Old World said Columbus, and everyone who feels like traveller.

” The sense that there is an elsewhere, that there is a difference between ship and shore and that you can look but you can’t cross – that is the sense that shows up in fear of anxiety, in silence, in dread, or maybe simply in awe, and it is what matters in travel not how many months one is gone, how few have been there before, how many disases one has caught, or how many insects creep out of the bed”
-Frederick J. Ruf

Going to the sun, to edge of the surface upon which we live