Village life

Perhaps because I grew up in a small town, I just love the little Berber villages scattered on mountain-sides throughout the Atlas Mountains.

Colourful houses lead to welcoming homes.

Copyright Mandy Sinclair
Copyright Mandy Sinclair

A simple way of life. Where brand-name clothes and accessories don’t seem to matter. Or getting a table at the newest restaurant in town is low on the priority list.

Where everyone knows everyone. And while that can be annoying, it provides a sense of community.

I once had the pleasure of spending a fascinating week with a friend and his family in Todra Gorge, enjoying couscous in their one-room kasbah-style home. Listening to stories about various members of the family and the challenges they faced, there were quite a few in that little kasbah!  Walking through the village, chatting with the locals. Waking up to fresh bread baking before enjoying it with a cup of mint tea with the entire family. Buying all the fruits and vegetables at the local market before heading home in a grande taxi. Watching the local women wash the laundry in the local river. It was in fact one of the best weeks I’ve ever spent in Morocco.

Copyright Mandy Sinclair
Copyright Mandy Sinclair



While I may be a city girl, some days I long to live in a small little village again.


3 thoughts on “Village life

  1. oh keep this coming…i really miss the simplicity of the berber’s village where playing with rocks and hiking up on a higher ground win over ipad….really miss all that…..

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