7 days in Morocco #excerpt (4)

7 days in Morocco #excerpt (4)

“I wake up at the sound of a ball repeatedly hitting the walls and echoing all around the room. A man is shouting something in Italian. I open my eyes only to notice that two of our Italian companions are using the huge waiting room as a football field, whereas Esteban is impatiently walking up and down the room. Miguel seems to be sleeping and Julie is chilling out outside at the entrance. I look at my phone, which is squeezed in my sweating palms, and it’s showing me that it’s half past 9. I try to fall asleep a little more, but the heat and the hard bench are killing me.”

7 Days in Morocco #excerpt (1)

7 Days in Morocco #excerpt (1)

“We are getting nervous as the African soil is appearing below us in our sight, first with its wide deserted lands and then with tiny towns made of mud buildings, blending in perfectly with the color of the land. We’re becoming even more nervous and impatient when the red buildings of Marrakesh are already being distinguishable below us for quite a long time while the plane is flying really low […]”