Morocco: The marriage of old and new

Anyone who wants an adventure in a foreign country in northwest Africa, Morocco, should be considered. The marriage of old and new lends depth and interest to visit.

The view from the sea seems like a thousand and one nights with sand dunes, shadows in the moonlight, as the ocean laps the white sand beaches. Drowse in Ancient City Sun-dressed African men and women to travel on foot or by mule car. Europeans and Americans from late model vehicles. MoroccoCombination of the most fascinating life of the oldest institutions, interests and excites me as I travel.

The sun makes the city seem like a pearl surrounded the Atlantic. Casablanca (which means white house), the gateway to Morocco, he first met his eyes in this place of adventure and beauty. From the modern, bustling port at the center of lively, diverse swarm of people dressed. A flock of bright colors, short skirts girls with long hair flying clackhis clumsy heels. Slides behind a group of gloomy faces Burnus Fatima veiled and mysterious. A young Frenchman, the latest fashion, walking across a beggar in your bathrobe and dirt. A half-naked children, all dark and watery eyes fixed wounds, another baby stroller, dressed in clean clothes in a horse.

In the midst of the city, visit moderately high skyscrapers and many of the newer stores. Then, after a short walk or drive in any direction, I find it beautifulancient villas in yellow, red, blue dress, green - all the flowers and plants. Tucked in here and put there dirty and kept my attention well. A little 'further away are thatched huts, cardboard, tin or mud, where poverty, filth and poverty live in incredible depth. The contrast between the rich are so rich and the poor so poor that shocked me.

When I left town, a strip of asphalt modern shrouded in fog-runners. Along the way, a man born onriding his donkey in front of the woman pushing through less-than-animal behind. A man with a dark face and white smile flash tries to take the streets with a small bicycle. A European flies around a bug-like car, a sedan driven, driver rolls majestically past possession of a powerful sheik.

In cities such as Marrakech, easily accessible business parks offer for your business needs. modestly low stone walls, large villas and tree-line apartments. In addition to the narrow, winding streets, carscan not handle, open doors in houses with no windows directly on the roadway. The apartments come together, side by side. Children run and chase a ball, as veiled women returning from market day, implementation of the network must be in bags or in bundles on their heads.

Beyond the city limits, a donkey and a camel stuck together to plow a field. The camel is not to cooperate, and the ass, turn to him. In the field next door, has an American-made tractor a lot of work inless time.

Here and there small villages break the horizon with the majority of wooden huts, mud and tin produced by the construction of straw. Occasionally, a house full of stone, it seems an open courtyard. Little beauty such as flowers or trees to illuminate the exterior of the bleak modest "home."

In Morocco there are rich and poor, but the most noticeable are the modern and the old ways. The rich, the poor, old and new have an idea ofEnchantment is a land of secret Arabian Night.