For the first time in over a year, this vacation has truly excited me. Before leaving, I couldn’t sleep I was so excited. Now that I’m here, I’m like a kid in a candy shop: wide-eyed taking it all in, wanting everything, truly amazed by what there is too offer.
By reading other trip reports, I sometimes feel like traveling has turned into a game. How many passport stamps can you collect? What about miles flown? Elite status gained? I doubt this is the true underlying reason for traveling, but the tone often does not capture the true reasons for traveling.
For me, this trip has been about being overwhelmed…and loving every minute of it. My senses are delighted with the city of Marrakech and I simply cannot get enough. Today I’m leaving to head into the mountains and I’m split between wonder of what that will bring and wanting to stay to soak more in before I depart. Bittersweet.
When is the last time you were truly excited about a destination? Where was it? Or where will it be?