摩洛哥游记
Half an hour before boarding a flight to Morocco, I left my phone in the airport restroom. With no phone and no access to money—my card had been locked after a rushed and unfortunate currency exchange—I ended up relying on my friend’s phone and wallet for nearly a week. Disconnected from social media and the internet, I found myself fully immersed in the people and rhythms of Morocco.
From soft, pillowy flatbreads to tangy orange juice and cold desert nights, each day passed in long stretches of six or seven hours on the road. But the anticipation for what lay ahead never once faded. As our car moved toward the Sahara, the spaces between buildings grew wider, the land unfolding. Then, out of nowhere, David Tao’s "Find Myself" began playing through the speakers, and suddenly I was in a road movie. I remember wishing I had a drone to capture the vastness of that moment from above.
Riding a camel, I watched a young boy gently kiss the animal walking beside mine—his expression tender and devout. It was such a quiet, sacred moment, I couldn’t look away. Under the moonlight, we gathered around a fire, dancing hand in hand with locals to the beat of a drum. We talked, sang, laughed—night after night passing in a blur of joy.
Life without a phone wasn’t boring at all. In fact, I became more present, more attentive. I haggled with market vendors, pretended not to understand English when someone demanded money for a photo—immersing myself in experience, not just observation. Lying back on a pillow, jotting these thoughts down, the scenes return to me vividly.
And maybe that’s the true meaning of travel—to be so fully there, you carry it with you long after.
一趟去往摩洛哥的航班，在登机前半小时把手机遗忘在了厕所。没有手机没有钱（急着旅游换汇被坑把卡锁了），借着朋友的钱和手机吃饭拍照玩了近一星期。近乎是隔绝社交和网络，沉浸感受了摩洛哥的风土人情。
松软的馕、酸甜的橙汁到寒冷的夜晚，每天六七小时的车上时光并未削弱半分我们对前方的憧憬。汽车行驶在通往撒哈拉的公路，视线所及的楼房距离也逐渐拉开。突然一首陶喆的《找自己》把我拉进了公路电影，此刻我真希望有一台无人机能在高处记录这一切。
坐在骆驼上，我看见带队的小男孩真切地亲着离我不远的那匹骆驼，他的神情虔诚且温柔，我觉得好奇妙。站在月光下，我们靠着篝火和当地人手牵手跟随鼓点跳着舞，大家一起聊天唱歌，数个夜晚在欢声笑语中就这么不知不觉过去了。
没有手机的日子并不那么无聊，相比于以往我更加潜心地去观察着周围的人事物，跟商贩砍价、在被拍合照要钱时装听不懂英语，体验比观望有趣太多太多。
靠在枕头上随意写下这些文字，画面却依旧历历在目，我想这就是旅行的意义吧。