Walking the streets in Morocco

I’ve taken a couple of trips to Morocco in 2006 and on both occassions I had a number of different experiences of people being attracted to me but the one that sticks out in my mind is this one…..

A woman in Morocco. I was walking along and she stopped me in the street and in a very, very LOUD voice told me how beautiful she thought I was.

She began asking me about my family history and where I had come from and she stood staring at me – which of course made my “don’t look at me issues” raise it’s head!

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