My Morocco!

When our guide asked us what we wanted to see in Marrakech, we said we wanted to see the leather made. He tried to talk us out of it because of the distance and the district. We insisted and hoofed our way to the poorest sector of Marrakech to watch leather be made.



It nearly brought me to tears to see what a complicated and long process leather making is. And to see how hard these men labor for so little. As we stood there watching these men work, it dawned on me that I've never truly had a hard day at work in my life.

And it might be wise to think twice before I ever complain about anything in my little cushy work day ever again.