Brúarfoss: the bluest water I’ve ever seen

Brúarfoss translates to “bridge falls,” and I’m not sure if that has anything to do with the pedestrian bridge that crosses them, but the bridge is the perfect place to view the falls. We saw quite a few waterfalls in Iceland, and I’ve seen many, many waterfalls elsewhere, but I truly think Brúarfoss is my favorite one.

Reynisfjara black sand beach

The first thing I noticed was how purely black the sand was. It was really, truly black. Not gray, not dark brown, not any color. It was entirely black. Nothing but volcanic rock, formed from lava and eroded over the years to end up on this striking beach.

Chefchaouen: the “blue pearl” of Morocco

Chefchaouen is a relatively small town nestled in the Rif mountains in the northern part of Morocco. The Medina is up on a hill, overlooking the rest of the city. The streets twist and wind up and down through the markets, an endless maze of rugs, blankets, leather products, art and clothing. The best part is that everything is various shades of blue.

One day in Fes

Fes, in a few words, is a sprawling, twisting labyrinth. Especially in the medina. We hired a guide to take us around, since we knew that even locals often get lost in the narrow maze-like passageways. We spent most of the day in the medina, starting with the Andalusian side and making our way over to the markets and the tanning quartier.

Hassan II Mosque in Casablanca

Friends, you have to believe me when I say that pictures would never be enough to show you how grand and tall and overall enormous this mosque is. A thousand words wouldn’t do it either. So, I didn’t really attempt to show its size; I chose instead to focus on some of the many tiny and intricate details that make Moroccan architecture (and this mosque) so special.

Lac Rose

We rode past a bunch of microgardens, where the villagers had developed a way to cultivate herbs and some vegetables in the middle of the desert. We passed a desert oasis, complete with palm trees and fresh water. We rode all the way to the beach, which was one of the most beautiful, serene, pure, clean beaches I’ve ever seen. The sand was smooth and white, the water clear and soothing. The setting sun and the ocean mist coated everything with a soft gold halo.