In 2011 my family went to Morocco for winter holidays. We rode in buses over mountain passes while people tried to sell us bags of avocados. We drank a lot of mint tea and explored lots of overwhelmingly fragrant markets and narrow dead end streets full of cats and little kids chasing us. We sat on riad rooftops and listened to the call to prayer. We drove to a village in the mountains and saw 20 goats in a tree on the way.
The first photos I took with my DSLR.