Witnessing the sunrises almost everyday and everyday it looked different.Yet the day seemed nearly the same.In the past ten days haven’t really known what day we were living in.Even today when finally home it’s Saturday! A weekend already.
The free time,Experienced the sunset at souk Mediana & shopped for souvenir, visited the shopping mall and ate dinner at one of my favourite cafe “Paul”until we called it a day!
The last day that we had,Witnessed the sunrise once again, Visited Royal Mansour hotel for their Christmas Decorations. Afternoon went shopping for last moment shopping.And soon executed the impromptu plan for the Atlas mountain journey. It was like going to the Himalayan’s and driving around Kashmir valley snow capped mountain as our view towards the mountains and trees around the side ways leading us towards the mountain one of the craziest evening. Around sunset when we were all creeping out with the darkness around,After some Moroccan tea & coffee left for Marrakech once again.The whole journey we were all stressed out,Just a couple of days ago tourist were murdered in the region. Visited the Souk once again for more shopping followed by a dinner meal at a nice quite place in the heart of Marrakech.The dinner wasn’t complete without desserts and coffee that we enjoyed post our satisfactorily meal. This was the week in Marrakech,Morocco besides the work.
Reading as a hobby could be such a pleasure,You can always learn about places,Culture,People,psychology of people and while you are idle, your mind is imagining all that’s written. And what if you end up in the country,You have read so much about?Have you ever wondered about the same ? Would you have a sense of familiarity or moments of Déjà vu?
For me as a reader,I have enjoyed reading Murakami books a lot right from the first book I read of his “colourless tazaki “to the most recent read “Norwegian wood.”May be because his stories are slightly eccentric or because he is a writer based in Japan,And there has always been a fascination for me as there is so little we know about the Japanese. And since Japan is the backdrop for all his stories the curiosity remains.
I read Norwegian wood last month.A book who’s inspiration is from the Beatles song Norwegian wood (This bird has flown )this was Post my visit to Japan about six months ago. And when I started reading the Norwegian wood
And as I kept turning the pages of the book,While reading. I sensed being in Japan and it wasn’t my imagination that was going wild,But a sense of reality that I was living in. I enjoyed reading the book even more because may be the perspective had changed as I had already travelled to Japan and could now relate to the place,People and culture even more than ever.