One of the most jaw dropping places we explored in Morocco, was the Jardin Majorelle- a garden brimming with life, bold colour & a memorial to the famous designer Yves Saint Laurent; who came to love the garden as his second home.
Everyone needs a holiday now and again- a little breath of fresh air & break from the chaotic & non stop rumble of working life.
One of my promises to myself is to every year go somewhere completely new- no matter where that might be. This year I've already filled that quota with venturing for the first time to Venice, Tel Aviv, Morocco & actually, right now, I am currently drafting this post sat on a plane to Berlin.
It's safe to say wanderlust & me go hand in hand!
Sorry- I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's stick with Morocco for now instead of typical-me, wanting to conquer the world in a day.
With one of my dearest friends by my side, I landed in the sweltering heat & donned my sun hat- ready for the inevitable sunburn.
This is without a doubt one of my favourite blog posts that I've written in a long time.
A few years ago, imagine a wide eyed, red headed girl wandering down Portobello Road for the first time. Weaving through the crowds of people eyeing up the trinklets on each stall, she decided to detour onto the side streets to get a bit of space from the hoards of people.
There, just off Portobello Road, this young, ginger explorer came did a double take as she came across Buckingham Palace- yes, Buckingham Palace - in the form of biscuits... (Naturally surrounded by gingerbread soldiers & royal family.)