Life is about travelling

After I graduated in June last year I went to Morocco and worked as an Au Pair. My host family lived in Rabat and because I wanted to explore the whole country and all the different landscapes I took a week off and went on a trip. This trip took me from Rabat to Méknes by train, from Méknes to Merzouga by bus, because Merzouga is located in the desert and there are no railroads overthere. From Merzouga I went to Marrakesh by bus, then a short daytrip to Essaouria and back to Rabat by train.
The adventure started already in the train. I had no idea where I had to leave: No signs, no calls through speakers. NO NOTHING. I stood up and went to the door where I found some helpful guys, smoking while the door was opened (not imaginable in Europe: too dangerous!!). When I left, they invited me to their home in Fés.
After I visited Méknes I took the bus straight to Merzouga, where a guy invited me through the website "couchsurfing". After 9 hours in a bus with a suspect neighbour, who observed me almost the whole night, I arrived tired as hell in Merzouga where my couchsurfing friend picked me up. He lived in a house built out of mud and hay. I slept a few hours and after that we went to his family house for breakfast. We ate delicious homemade pita with argan oil and drank typical moroccan mint tea. But my highlight in Merzouga and of the whole trip through Morocco was the desert: We went into the very desert by camel. We started in his town and within 3 hours through the dunes we finally arrived at our sleeping place. There have been typical berber tents and a delicous Tarjine (typical dish) waited for us. There also have been a spanish travel group. We ate together and spent the evening with each other. We drank and sang until the sun rised. This sunrise was the most beautiful I have ever seen. We watched it at the top of a big dune, while drinking moroccan tea. It was just awesome.
After breakfast we packed our stuff together and went back into the village. My trip in Merzouga was over and I went to the next stations: Marrakesh and Essaouria. But this was my highlight.
I connected with a lot of people and I learned a lot about moroccan history, about the origin people "Berbers", about culture and language.
But the most important thing: I was able to refute all bad prejudices about moroccan people: They are helpful and just great. They are interested in other cultures and the most welcoming people I have ever met.
Thanks !