Finding Myself in Morocco (Part 2)

Finding Myself in Morocco (Part 2)

Before we left for Morocco, I learned we were going to spend our nights in riads.* I won’t lie, growing up Brooklyn-poor made me distance myself from any hotel less than 4 stars. I have had my fill of vacation-bedbugs and grimy towels. I googled riad to make sure it wasn’t jargon for youth hostel. Up popped luxurious bedroom snaps (a little gaudy for my taste, but luxurious and inviting.)

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