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“Which of my photographs is my favorite? The one I’m going to take tomorrow." – Imogen Cunningham

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Film Friday - Morocco, Part 1

This roll of film (and four others) I accidentally scanned as black and white film. I only noticed when I had loaded the next roll of film into the scanner, a roll of black and white film, and went to change the type of film from color to black and white, only to notice that there was no need to!

Before that I had been feeling a bit let down with my rolls of film from Morocco. They were properly exposed, but the colors were just a little . . . weird. Culprit found! (Me, as usual.)

Needless to say, they looked much better the second time I scanned them. So here are a few photos from the first day or so in Morocco, all taken in the imperial city of Rabat, one of my favorite places on the trip. There was a peace and a loveliness we found in Rabat that some of the other cities traded in for bustle and commerce. And the seaside was just lovely.

We spent the day sightseeing after flying all night from New York, so to say that we were jet-lagged would be putting it mildly. The calm loveliness made it easy to enjoy, though, and we managed to stay awake all day, and then get a good night's sleep in the evening.

I thought this gate below was just so beautiful, so I set up to take a photo in the morning just before we were about to leave for Meknes. I metered, focused, and pressed the shutter. As soon as I had, there was a guy down the street yelling at us - turns out it was part of some kind of military building! A couple of apologies in French, though, and putting the cameras away had us pardoned, and I walked away with the photo. So glad no one thinks to confiscate film any more . . . .