Imagine…
Imagine a country bathed by the Atlantique ocean but also by the Mediterranean sea and his 3000 kms long coastline, with a long chain of high mountains, with rare cedar forests along with rocky deserts and golden sand dunes
Imagine a country with dry regions, cut by palm groves wich sink slowly in the desert like large green snakes, a country where after every turn you risk to come face to face with a ksar* or a Kasbah*perched on steep rocks or a small village with mud houses …....on mountain flank, or brake in front of a camel herd which crosses………the road, a country where you will be astonished in front of a goat herd perched on the branches of an argan tree.
Imagine also a country where you will walk in the narrow streets of the old towns, trying to capture all the exotic mixed scents of thuja tree, countless spices, encens, grilled meat, orange blossom, musk, rose water, with no map or guide, hoping that the pleasure will last longuer.


