Miraculously and amazingly I made it back home to Italy on Tuesday - it ended up being a really rough day . . . (more on that later) I am so grateful that I was able to spend a week in a faraway land that I never in my wildest dreams thought  I'd ever visit. Truly, the people are what made Morocco so special. A close second to that was the beautiful ocean, a few steps from our hotel rooms. I'd like to start at the beginning and share the whole journey from Italy to Morocco and back.  Day 1: Last Tuesday (June 14th), I drove myself down to Bologna and parked my car at a parking facility near to the airport. I was advised to arrive at the airport 3 hours before my flight, which at first I was skeptical about. The notification that I received said if you are flying to/from Morocco, Israel or Jordan, then get there 3 hours early. For my flight down, it was very apparent why this was the recommendation: so many large families were traveling together in groups, and they had a lot of