I wasn’t sure what it would be like leaving Morocco with my daughter. She had arrived on a different flight and day with her mother and was leaving with me while her mother would be staying for a bit. The Moroccan immigration guys were funny. They were on it though. With me, they were like…
And so today, part two of this journey around the world begins. Part 1 was the solo journey from Hawaii to Australia then Bali, Malaysia, Singapore, Sri Lanka, Dubai, and Morocco – almost exactly on the other side of the globe from Hawaii. Here in Morocco it has been my extreme pleasure to connect with…