What happened when I disconnected
I needed to get away. From the city. Technology. E-mails. My iPad.
So I escaped to Bin Ouedine in the High Atlas Mountains.
And it was here that a friend and I chatted under a tree, listening to the sounds of birds. And the river passing. While sipping mint tea and snacking on olive oil and bread. And later enjoyed a lamb tajine. Under the stars. Just us. Talking about everything and anything.
And when night turned to day, we sat by the river, enjoying the tranquility over breakfast.
Then walks along the stony shores of a nearby dam.
Before jumping back in the car to pass through the lush valleys, en route to Marrakech.
Where an inbox of emails, a list of missed calls and text messages awaited. But it was worth the break!