my memory of morroco took me back to its pavillion in epcot center. the tall gentleman with its white robe and a traditional red hat with black tassle called fez greeted me to come inside where i was welcomed by the exotic smell of food and the exciting sight of its dancers.

one can only imitate yet nothing compare to the real sights of visiting the real morroco - one of the exotic places in the world.

the sky was getting darker and the moon has already risen from the horizon when i knew i have to stop taking pictures of this beautiful house and started to focus with my job -- taking pictures of the event.