It is not a dream, it is..

Fez in Morocco is where I am trying to convince myself I am not dreaming.

Just flote on your back, look up into the green branches filtering the sun. Listen to the birds -sounds like hundreds.

Riad Fez Sheherazade

The sun is setting I am in pure bliss enjoying the birdsong when one of the waiters comments that the birds are nice -but someone should invent birddiapers...