While school was out last week, Othman and I made a short trip to Ifrane, a small town in the Moroccan mountains about four hours away. He had caught a nasty chest infection so in addition to needing a break from Casa and everyday life, we were in search of fresh, clean air.
And we got lots of it.
We followed paths, roads, and streams,
|(of course these were Othman's favorite.)|
trees full of character,
and signs of spring.
We visited Ifrane's famous lion at night,
and were impressed with the giant seal of Morocco on display.
It was a trip that made me wonder...
why hadn't we done this before?