The Pink City of Morocco, the Daughter of the Desert

Marrakesh has many nicknames. Two are in the title.
The first one, less known (the usual one is 'The Red City' due to some of its buildings' color) refers to the actual color of virtually every building in town, even new construction, due to the color of the plaster. The pink color is never too light and never too solid. It's soft if the sun doesn't shine and it's warm and full if hit by sunlight.
The second nickname is romantic and recalls images in my mind now that I visited it.

I am happy I visited a new city. I am happy I visited a new country. I am happy I visited a new continent.
But this is not just to tick some boxes. I am happy because I've extensively traveled Europe and the USA, and therefore nothing ever seemed extremely different from something I have visited before. I love Europe and the USA, but I am happy I visited something that is out of anything that can have familiar view.

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End of Autumn

Autumn is at its end and it has been an extremely busy, creative and interesting period.

My new life in Nottingham is going on very well, both in personal life and on work - where people are nice, energetic, fun and projects make me learn a lot!
I am almost on a regular and full routine for my work-out schedule and before the end of the year I am going to register to quite a few races, both in swimming and obstacle runs.

I like seasons and I liked this Autumn here in England.
Even more than usual I've been observing patterns and colors in Nature. The lines created but leaf-less trees; the carpet of red, or yellow, or brown leaves on the dark green grass; the pine trees' needles on the sidewalk. What a pleasure!
I will eventually have a photo album about it, too. One more things to do, but that's why it's exciting.

On we go, Winter is coming and I will hopefully see some snow!

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