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“The Last Supper,” machine guns, “Mona Lisa,” armoured tanks, Vitruvian Man, crossbows, assault chariots. Rambling through Clos Lucé, Leonardo’s house and gardens in France, I pondered how one brilliant man’s soul embraced such beauty and beastliness.
Leonardo: from Mona to machine guns, we glimpsed his wide range of brilliance Read more
Heavenly spiced chicken wrapped in filo dough, baked until golden and drizzled in honey. The chicken b’stilla we made during a fabulous cooking lesson turned out to be the best amongst the many marvellous Moroccan foods we sampled.
B’stilla my beating heart: Moroccan food delights Read more
She scrubbed so vigorously, I swear I lost 10 pounds of flaky skin. From my entire body – not just arms and legs. If you’re troubled by body image doubts, go to a public Moroccan hammam.
Moroccan hammam scrubbing eased my body image shyness Read more
Embrace the sway, the rhythm, the butt massage. That’s what I told myself as my camel rocked and rolled behind Bill’s across the rosy golden Sahara Desert dunes to our Moroccan luxury tent site.
Camel riding in the Sahara: embrace the massage Read more