Travelling to Morocco

Postcard from Morocco where no-one can be fully trusted, where mint tea tastes the best, where the power of religion overwhelms, where 39 degrees make you feel like in hell, where you can easily get lost, where anyone speaks a different language, where merchants pester you until finally buying something, where camel-ride reminds you that you are in Africa, where the evening breeze calm you down, where anything can happen...