While most of our friends abroad headed straight home after our six months abroad, my mate Trish and I continued the fairytale, venturing down to North Africa and exploring the beautiful country of Morocco. We began in Marrakech, a tried and true starting point (at least according to Lonely Planet) and a wonderful city to soak up while beginning to come to terms with the fact that our time in Lancaster was over.
Our time was filled with balmy days getting lost in the maze of the Old Town, conversations over long dinners of tagine and cous cous, and hours on end by the pool in our weirdly-hotel-like hostel. On a whim, we signed up for a 36 hour whirlwind trip to the Sahara Desert, an experience that was easily one of the highlights of all my time abroad. On the way we visited some Game of Thrones filming locations, which was mighty exciting for my inner tourist and Khaleesi fangirl, among various Moroccan towns and villages. In the Sahara, we were treated to a delicious meal before a traditional Moroccan music performance, after which we slept in wildly over-insulated tents. It was like nothing I've ever experienced before and after six months worth of travel around Europe it was refreshing to be taken completely out of our comfort zone.