:salam2:
my husband is maroccan and I've come from there some days ago.I know Settat,the birth place of my husband.it is a simple country,where you can see people marching on their charriots or bringing the water directly from the holes of the deep ground.
we have a home in Rabat,Messira,how beautiful is Medina and Salè!I see another kind of landscape,better than Itlay.in Morocco nobody looks at me strangerly,there are men,women and children walking together,but I rarely have seen those ashameful scenes of kisses or effusions that in italy are normal.people go around more dressed.I'm sure that there are some places in which the occidental influence has kept many people and they dress like italian(mini-skirts,piercings...)but Morocco is a little paradise on the earth.I went to Marrakech in 2006,I visited Oulid iya,I swam in the sea of that country.I really see people living their life freely.Italy is a frozen place,where people live like machines,while in Morocco,everybody works,prays,plays and lives its life without any impositions.when I went out with my husband in the evening,I used to go to Bouitat,in G 5(ji cinq)and there my eyes shined of happiness,because in one part of the road people sold fruits,vegetables,in another part people cooked the meat and everybody could eat it on the road in a slice of bread;and on the other side of the road there were all sorts of clothes,toys,objects of the home...My heart cries,because I left half of my soul in Morocco.I hope in sh Allah to go there as soon as possible.