Morocco is a real study in contrasts. You have the sun bleached dry deserts, you have the mountains that dump large amounts of snow. You have the rocky plains where nothing grows and you have mile after mile of developed farm lands. You have slum/shacks made of old pallets and plastic wrap (with satellite dishes on top of course) and you have sky scrapers and super malls.
The one thing you don’t see is a mean spirit to the people. Almost all of the people, young and old, were very friendly and helpful. Taxi drivers, door men. The gambit. The cultures are different then what many people may think. Yes, there are those devout to their religion and traditions, they love their country and their king, but they were not of ill will toward foreigners.