I listened to Moroccan music as my little Fiat bug took me down the highway. It rained heavily a few times and I nearly turned my car around. But I was persistent and am glad that I didn't give in to the weather. It was overcast when I arrived but no rain in sight. The wind was blowing hard and after a short while my ears started to get cold; I turned up the collar on my jacket and enjoyed the sunlight that burst through the clouds for a short time.
This day was the last burst of warmth before the dreadful winter comes and we are forced to stay inside longing to be set free again in the spring. I have had a wonderful summer for the first time in many years and was busy enjoying new places and experiences. I am hoping that my borders will expand even further and travel far from home.