cities were
always like
people, showing
their varying
personalities
to the traveler.
depending on
the city and
on the traveler,
there might
begin a mutual
love, or dislike,
friendship, or
enmity. Where
one city will
rise a certain
individual to
glory, it will
destroy
another
who is not
suited to its
personality.
only through
travel can we
know where
we belong or
not, where
we are loved
and where
we are rejected.
Roman Payne
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here. in this space. we became one.
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#Reminiscing
#RoofTops
#50ShadesOfBazaar
#Morocco

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Meet the oldest library in the world, Khizanat al Qarawiyyin in Fes, Morocco.

It was founded in the 9th century by a woman, Fatima al Fihria, and is being restored by another woman, Aziza Chaouni, a native of Fes, 12 centuries later. To step into it is to be in the presence of overwhelming history, the scent of old books permeating the air, the weight of so much ancient knowledge forcing you to stand in awe.

And it’s just plain gorgeous.

http://bookriot.com/2016/07/18/a-sneak-peek-into-the-gorgeous-oldest-library-in-the-world/