Long before there was Sarah Tours, there was a boy growing up in Fez.
He learned about Morocco before he knew that one day he would spend his life explaining it to travelers. His classrooms were not always classrooms. They were the streets of the medina, family houses, the orchard at Ben Tato, the Fez River, neighborhood workshops, religious gatherings, markets and the company of people whose knowledge rarely appeared in books.
More than thirty years ago, when I began taking travelers through Morocco, I thought I was introducing them to my country.
Looking back, I understand that I was often introducing them to the Morocco that had introduced itself to me as a boy.
On October 15, I will publish my first book, The Boy from Fez.
Perhaps this book also explains something about Sarah Tours.
I have never known how to separate a place from its people, its history from its daily life, or a monument from the civilization that produced it. When I design a journey, I still find myself looking at Morocco with some of the curiosity of that boy from Fez.
Travel became my profession, but curiosity came first.
